Creep

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
And I want a perfect soul

But I'm a creep
I'm, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
No, I don't belong here, oh

She's, she's running out the door
Oh, she's running out
She run, run, run, run
Run
Ah, aah

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so very special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep



Credits
Writer(s): Albert Louis Hammond, Mike Hazlewood, Thomas Edward Yorke, Philip Selway, Edward John O'brien, Jonathan Greenwood, Colin Greenwood
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