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 very 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 run run run run...
run... run...
But I'm a creep...
I don't belong here
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