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CREEPWhen 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 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 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 again, She´s running out She´s run run run running out... Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You´re 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. I don´t belong here. 07/09/2004 00:08 Enlace permanente. Tema: MusiK. Comentarios » Ir a formulario |