Текст песни Duncan Sheik - Nothing Special
Duncan Sheik - Nothing Special слова песни
You play guitar for perfect strangersYou write some words they try to sellAnd then you sing these things in public sometimes not very wellYou get paid to go to partiesDrinking colors...talking trash...You get laid because you`re `arty`And you wonder why it never lastsMaybe these are wonders...more than we may knowWell I hate to steal your thunderYou ain`t nothing specialYou`re no more celestial than anyone elseAs far as I can tellCall it mythology, we see what we want to seeAnd everyone wants their distant dreamsSo sure enough they want your pictureAnd your deepest point of viewWell you should know you`re not that prettyAnd you haven`t got a clueBut how you love the adorationYou believe your `in-house` pressAnd half the critics always hate youSo you get horribly depressedMaybe these are wonders, more than we may knowWell, I hate to steal your thunderchorusAnd I am the snake who bites his own tail