During my OD run I listened to Korn's rendition of Radiohead's Creep. Other than being blown away by the amount of feeling Jonathan Davis puts into the song, the lyrics hit me very profoundly. My favorite part is "But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo, What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here." As I run shirtless in order to get over my image issues, I see people in the trail looking at me, not in a bad way but just rightfully surprised, the lyrics hit me in a way not to feel sorry about myself but sarcastically good. The third verse reminds me a lot of my relationship life, but again I get a feeling of sarcastic vindication though it and through out the whole song.
Creep by Korn
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 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 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 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 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 belong here.
I don't belong here.
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