Et ouais...
I'm a....
Vendredi 18 Juillet 2008 à 13h35
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 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 again, She's running out She's run run run running out...
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.
