Creep

December 3, 2006 at 10:15 am 1 comment

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 world
I wish I was special
You’re so very special

But I’m a creep,
I’m a weirdo
What the hell am I doin’ here?
I don’t belong here

I don’t care if it hurts,
I wanna 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 very special
I wish I was special

But I’m a creep
I’m a weirdo
What the hell am I doin’ here?
I don’t belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh

She’s running out again
She’s running
She runs runs runs runs…
runs…

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You’re so very special
I wish I was special

But I’m a creep,
I’m a weirdo
What the hell am I doin’ here?
I don’t belong here

I don’t belong here..


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1 Comment Add your own

  • 1. vcygnus  |  December 3, 2006 at 10:33 pm

    prefiero la versión original, en lugar de esta versión editada para radio y tv

    el coraje con el que Jonny Greenwood “revienta” su Telecaster es lo que hace que esta rola ruleé😀

    :***

    Reply

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