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 world.
And I wish I was special
you´re so fuckin´special.

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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.

Chorus
She´s running out again.
She´s running out.
She´s run run run running out.