Creep
(Radiohead)
When you were here before
couldn't look you in the eye
you're just like an angel
your skin makes me cry
you float like a feather
in a beautiful worl
and I wish I was special
you're so fuckin' special.
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
when I'm not around
you're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special.
But I'm a ceep, I'm a weirdo.
what the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
She's running out again,
she's running out
she's run run run running out...
Whatever makes you happy
whatever you want
you're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special...
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,
what the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here.
martes, agosto 16, 2005
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