I'm certainly a weirdo, but I'm actually quite happy with that. I fear normal, I will not be assimilated like the mindless masses.
Radiohead are one of those bands that I guess to the most degree I don't get. But as a friend pointed out a long time ago, "As long as the artist puts something in, I can get something out". In this case I think Thom Yorke does a fantastic job. You always get a emotional feel from what he has to offer.
I think my favourite line in this one is the, "what ever makes you happy" line. Pretty much signifies that nothing else really matters, but somehow it's more of a resignation than a declaration.
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 fuckin' special
But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna 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 doin' here?
I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh
She's running out again
She's running out
She run 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 doin' here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here...
I don't belong here... then again, where do I belong? There lies the real question.
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