В колонках играет - Radiohead - Creep

Плачу. Но плачу гдето глубоко в себе, и слезы гроздями стекаюцца в поток, который до конца размывает остатки чувств.

When you were here before
Couldn´t look you in the eyes
You´re just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a further
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 belog 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 belog here
She´s running out again
She´s running out
She 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 belog here
I don´t belog here


Тоже мне, романтик, чувства.. тьфу *пиная книгу под ногами*