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.
And 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 again, She's running out
She's run run run running out...
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.
quarta-feira, junho 13, 2007
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4 comentários:
Há séculos que não "ouvia" isto....
Linda!
Grandes recordações...
aquele tempo de saudável irresponsabilidade, em que o futuro era um sitio longinquo, que nunca iria chegar...
lindo nozinha
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