“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 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 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 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
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.”

This song has been looping on my playlist for a while now. As soon as I get my guitar re-stringed it’ll be the first song i’ll practice. It’s just…perfect.

Isn’t it something. When a song speaks what your heart is speaking. When you hear the words that your mouth has always wanted to say but never could.

Lyrics:
Hello my old heart
How have you been?
Are you still there inside my chest?
I’ve been so worried, you’ve been so still
Barely beating at all

Oh, don’t leave me here alone
Don’t tell me that we’ve grown for having loved a little while
Oh, I don’t wanna be alone
I wanna find a home and I wanna share it with you

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