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Comecei a escrever no momento em que percebi que só pensar não mais me satisfazia.

Precisava transbordar todo aquele pensamento que só ao meu universo de idéias pertencia.

Hoje, escrevo por pura necessidade, por irresistível vício e por agradável teimosia.




Claudia Pinelli Rêgo Fernandes ®



quarta-feira, janeiro 12, 2005

Creep


Creep Posted by Hello

Creep

When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in your 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

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?
I don't belong here

Oh...Oh...
She's running out again...
She's running
She's, run, run, run
Run....

Whatever makes you happy,
Whatever you want
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
I don't belong here...

Essa letra do Radiohead diz tudo!!!!!!! "I don't belong here!!!!!!!"
Às vezes sinto q sou meio creep e weirdo tb... Provavelmente devo ser... E que definitivamente naum pertenço a esse lugar... I wanna run away!!!

Bjo.

Música: The Smiths - Heaven knows I'm miserable now.

Um comentário:

Anônimo disse...

Adorei essa frase: Eu naum pertenço a esse lugar...
Obrigado por me "dar" essa letra, ela me tocou profundamente.
É complicado dizer, expressar, mas me identifico com algumas coisas e algo ficou mais claro após ler. "Eu não pertenço a esse lugar..."

Um super beijo com carinho.

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