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Friday, December 24, 2004
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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 the door.
She's running out, she's 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.

(Na ez _nem_ az _én_ számom! De azért jó.:P) /Radiohead - Creep/

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