Creep
Creep
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 hereShe'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.
SONG INFORMATION
Released:
February 1993
Found on:
Pablo Honey & Creep single and reissue. Live version found on Pop is Dead single and acoustic version found on My Iron Lung EP.
The big hit single. When it was first released, Radio 1 found it too depressing, and so after been aired only twice it was taken off the station's playlist. The song has been analyzed by many people, and theories of what it's about range from Thom's terrifying childhood to Thom's deceasd wife. Thom, however, was not an abused child, and he's never had a wife. At certain shows, Thom offers a partial explanation of the song. Written while he was at Exeter, he says, it tells the tale of a drunken student who tries to get attention of a woman he's attracted to; in the end, he lacks the self-confidence to pull it off. The song has been released in a few versions: the original contains the word "fucking"; radio edit (on which the F-word is replaced by "very") appears on several compilations and is a bonus track on the American version of Pablo Honey.
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 hereShe'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.
SONG INFORMATION
Released:
February 1993
Found on:
Pablo Honey & Creep single and reissue. Live version found on Pop is Dead single and acoustic version found on My Iron Lung EP.
The big hit single. When it was first released, Radio 1 found it too depressing, and so after been aired only twice it was taken off the station's playlist. The song has been analyzed by many people, and theories of what it's about range from Thom's terrifying childhood to Thom's deceasd wife. Thom, however, was not an abused child, and he's never had a wife. At certain shows, Thom offers a partial explanation of the song. Written while he was at Exeter, he says, it tells the tale of a drunken student who tries to get attention of a woman he's attracted to; in the end, he lacks the self-confidence to pull it off. The song has been released in a few versions: the original contains the word "fucking"; radio edit (on which the F-word is replaced by "very") appears on several compilations and is a bonus track on the American version of Pablo Honey.
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