Creep

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 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 the door,

she's running,

she run, run, run, run, run.

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.

Tengo tanto por decir y que pensar de esta canción, invocables instantes e inolvidables minutos que ya no existen y nunca existieron en esta dimensión, en este mundo que conocemos, tal vez si en aquella desconocida que solemos visitar tomando retazos de nuestras vidas y construyendo una pseudo estación de escape, he aprendido a no aferrarme a ella es frágil y amenazadora. Duele!