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 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 I'm doing here? I don't belong here. He's running out the door. 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 wierdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belonge here.
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