So here I am inside My-Space

There's not a soul around, no embrace

I lurk alone behind the screen

Nobodies waiting for me

And it would be my fantasy

If I could show my vanity

So there's a new world here for me

And I feel so special, gotta feel so special

Who is Peter, who is Paul, read their writing on the wall

Because they're special, gotta feel so special

Do I like it? I don't know

How about this sloppy Joe?

Yeah!

I shift the darkness into light,

Turning it on again, feel so right

No I don't need no privacy

Who could be spying on me?

There's just so much that one can

show with just a picture from long ago

Don't want to be just some "John Doe"

And I feel so special, gotta feel so special

Look at where I am today, got my dinner on display

And I'm so special, gotta feel so special

Take a look at my new phone in the bathroom all alone

Because I'm special, and I'm bifacial

And I am so sensational

And I feel so special, gotta feel so special

There is so much on my mind with a meaning undefined

And I'm so special, gotta feel so special

Here's a picture of my friend getting sick on me again

Because I'm special, I ain't no rebel

Do you think that's special?

Because I'm special, so sensational

Do you think that's special?