When no one is special I am

--- [Verse 1] I was just a punchline, now I’m a brand Smile for the camera, bleed on command They bought the mask, so I made more Became the echo they were cheering for There’s no ‘me’ left to believe Just a skin suit made to please Stitched by hands that never knew The real me died in version two They cheer my face, not what I mean I eat applause and starve between I made a crown from shattered glass And bowed before the fame that passed --- [Pre-Chorus] You think I’m lucky—so elite But I had to carve my heart to fit the beat You think I matter—maybe I do But only in a way that isn’t true --- [Chorus] When no one is special, I am Built from scraps and Instagram Not a soul, just a sign Of how far someone will go to shine I am not a person. I’m the proof That anything can sell if you strip out the truth I’m the idol, I’m the scream I’m the ghost inside your feed When no one is special... I am --- [Verse 2] They loved me when I broke on cue When I laughed with blood on my debut They loved the tears, not why I cried They loved the fall, not that I died My quirks were filed into a reel My silence captioned how I feel I said “I’m scared,” they sold a shirt Then spun my pain into branded hurt I wear my trauma like couture And sell the lie that I’m secure The more I fake, the more I trend A perfect start, a never-end --- [Pre-Chorus 2] You think I’m brave—because I post But I’m just selling what hurts most You think I’m strong—because I stay But I’m just trained to never stray --- [Chorus 2 – Bigger, Cracked Open] When no one is special, I am The golden boy with broken plans They built me up from bones and shame Then trademarked both and sold my name I am not a person. I’m a dream Market-tested self-esteem I’m the icon, I’m the show I’m the price of letting go When no one is special... I am --- [Bridge – Spoken, Hollow, Surrounded by Static] I don’t feel when they scream my name. I don’t rest—I just remain. I’m not admired, I’m consumed. I’m not alive—I’m resumed. --- [Final Chorus – Quiet, Then Explosive] When no one is special, I am The hollow star, the mirrored scam I sell the pain I can’t outrun I’m everyone, and I’m no one I am not a person. I’m the proof That truth gets buried by what we use So cheer me loud, and light me up But don’t you dare call this love When no one is special... I am. [Guitar Outro]