Free to...

perfetta

questa è troppo mia...

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 fucking 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 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

She's running out the door, 
she's running, 
she run, 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.