Creep
Devon Barley
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 wanna have control
I wanna a perfect body
I wanna 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 out
She run, run, run, run
Run
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
So very 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
Composition: Colin Greenwood, Phil Selway, Thom Yorke, Guy Greenwood, Albert Louis Hammond, Edward O\'Brien, Michael Edward Hazlewood, and Jonathan Richard Crosse
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