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Creep


When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eyes
You are just like a angel
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I were special
You are 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 wanna a perfect body
I wanna a perfect soul

I wanna you to notice
When I'm not around
You are 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

She's running away. She runs... run... run...run

Whatever makes you happy
Wherever you want
You are so funcking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the heel am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here...



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