Hoje isto não me saía da cabeça. Nem sei porque me lembrei desta música, mas passei todo o santo dia a cantá-la. Principalmente pelo refrão:
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.Faz sentido não faz?"Nunca me falhas!" Disseste-me tu numa noite...
Na noite a seguir provei-te o contrário. Estranho, não é? Como vês também te falho...
O resto da letra fica aqui, ela que diga o que eu não consigo.
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 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 again,
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 me.
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