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.

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