I'm doing an english speech on identity, comparing 'Creep' by Radiohead to 'Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock' by T.S. Eliot. The song fits so perfectly, about isolation, desperation and obsession, that I couldn't resist. In this topic, you post Radiohead songs and/or give me other points to talk about in this assignment. :D
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I'll post the lyrics to the song, but the poem is too long so you can just google it up.
Creep - Radiohead
Album: Pablo Honey, 1993
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 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 fucking 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 the door
She's running out
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 doin' here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here...