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 fucking special.
But I'm a creep.
Yeah. 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.
Noh Oh ohhhh.
She's running out the door!
She's running out.
She run run run ruhhuhuhns.
Ruhhuhuhn!
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...



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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