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Hoy toca ser feliz

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Cosas que encuentro cuando paseo por la mañana. En conclusión: Me quedan menos días que los que he vivido y toca ser feliz. O, al menos, intentarlo.

Radiohead, "Creep" Live

por Anónimo


Letra.

hen 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 .. so fucking special ..

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, ohhh ohhhh
She's running out again....
She's running out, she's run, run, run....run....