quinta-feira, 18 de março de 2010

eu me sentia assim.

''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, so very 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 wanna a perfect body, i wanna a perfect soul
i want you to notice when i'm not around
you're so very 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 run, run, run, run, run.

whatever makes you happy, whatever you want
so very 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 me.''


tradução

radiohead descrevendo o coração de muito adolescente inseguro...
yes, i already felt like a creep.

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