
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 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 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 the door,
she's running, she 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.
[Creep, Radiohead]
me siento tan extraña... como si el mundo me negara, como si quisiera hacer de cuenta que yo no existo. Creo que me siento bien de que nadie sepa de este lugar, no sé, siento que puedo desahogarme un poco, porque sé que nadie lo va a leer, siento que es un lugar escondido... que triste, verdaderamente doy pena... en fin, si he de seguir respirando, pues.... espero que nadie descubra cuan debil soy, que nadie se de cuenta de que estoy así...







