Creep When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eyes You look 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 fucking special
But I'm a creep I'm a riddle What the hell am I doin' here I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts I wanna have control I wanna 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 riddle What the hell am I doin' here I don't belong here
She's runnin out.. again.... She's Runnin out, Run, Run, Run
Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so fucking special Wish I was special...
But I'm a creep I'm a riddle What the hell am I doin' here I don't belong here I don't belong here _________________
High And Dry Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy. Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop. You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop. You broke another mirror; you're turning into something you are not.
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Drying up in conversation, you will be the one who cannot talk. All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out They're the ones who'll spit at you. You will be the one screaming out.
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
It's the best thing that you've ever had, The best thing that you've ever, ever had. It's the best thing that you've ever had; The best thing you've had has gone away.
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry ___________________________________
Karma Police Karma police, arrest this man He talks in maths He buzzes like a fridge He's like a detuned radio
Karma police, arrest this girl Her Hitler hairdo Is making me feel ill And we have crashed her party
This is what you get This is what you get This is what you get when you mess with us
Karma police, I've given all I can It's not enough I've given all I can But we're still on the payroll
This is what you get This is what you get This is what you get when you mess with us For a minute there I lost myself I lost myself Phew for a minute there I lost myself I lost myself
Oh for a minute there I lost myself I lost myself Phew for a minute there I lost myself I lost myself _____________
No Surprises A heart that's full up like a landfill A job that slowly kills you Bruises that won't heal
You look so tired, unhappy Bring down the government They don't, they don't speak for us
I'll take a quiet life A handshake of carbon monoxide No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises Silent Silent
This is my final fit My final bellyache with No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises please
Such a pretty house And such a pretty garden No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises please _______________________________ Street Spirit
Rows of houses all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out
This machine will not communicate These thoughts and the strain I am under Be a world child, form a circle Before we all go under And fade out again and fade out again
Cracked eggs, dead birds Scream as they fight for life I can feel death, can see its beady eyes All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out again
Immerse your soul in love ______________________________ Last Flowers Houses move and houses speak If you take me there you'll get relief Believe, believe, believe, believe...
And if I'm gonna talk I just wanna talk Please don't interrupt Just sit back and listen
Cause I can't face the evening straight You can't offer me escape Houses move and houses speak If you take me there you'll get relief Believe, believe, believe, believe...
It's too much Too bright Too powerful
Too much
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