Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jonny Greenwood
Acoustic Guitar
Thom Yorke
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Albert Hammond
Composer
Colin Greenwood
Composer
Edward O'Brien
Composer
Jonny Greenwood
Composer
Mike Hazlewood
Composer
Philip Selway
Composer
Thom Yorke
Composer
Letras
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
And I wish I was special
You're so very special
And 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 want a perfect body
I want 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?
When I don't belong here, oh, oh
She's running out again
She's running out
She run, run, run, run
Run
Run
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
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
I don't belong here
Written by: Albert Hammond, Colin Greenwood, EOB, Jonny Greenwood, Mike Hazlewood, Philip Selway, Thom Yorke

