Creep
Radiohead/Yorke
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 fucking 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 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 fucking 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.
She's, running out again.
She's, running out.
She'll run, run, run, run, run.
Whatever makes you happy, whatever you want.
You're so fucking 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.

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Thanks to Eek for submitting these lyrics.