Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
SANTI FRANCESI
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Albert Hammond
Composition
Colin Greenwood
Composition
Philip Selway
Composition
Mike Hazlewood
Composition
Thom Yorke
Composition
Edward O'Brien
Composition
Jonny Greenwood
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
SANTI FRANCESI
Production
Antonio Filippelli
Production
Katoo
Production
Paroles
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 doin' 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 doin' here?
I don't belong here
She's running out the door
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 doin' here?
I don't belong here
Writer(s): Albert Hammond, Mike Hazlewood, Thomas Yorke, Jonathan Greenwood, Colin Greenwood, Edward O'brien, Philip Selway
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