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 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 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, oh, oh

She's running out again, oh
She's running out
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


Lyrics submitted by piesupreme, edited by Radiohead123, AgingRocker65, TheFallenOne

Creep Lyrics as written by Albert Louis Hammond Mike Hazelwood

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    This is one of my two favorite songs by radiohead (the other being Fake Plastic Trees). I think it's simply about self-loathing because the people around him are so perfect, and he views himself as just a sick pile of flesh, and the others around him are molded perfectly out of bronze.

    dhawkon November 12, 2009   Link

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