una domenica mattina
Jul 15th, 2006 Posted in Love & Relationships | no comment »I’m the most superficial girl in the world. And the worse is that there’s nothing i can do with. i came here from Italy with all the superficiality in my bag. I thought i was difefrent from some Italian people I know, but I’m not, on the contrary I’m worse then them.
I should stay on my own.
Radiohead_Creep
When you were before, couldn’t look 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 FUCKIN’ 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 FUCKIN’ 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, ohhh ohhhh
She’s running out….She’s running out, she’s 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 doing here?
I don’t belong here
I don’t belong here
