Lyrics Creep

Creep was written by Thom Yorke about his personal self-image and feeling of not belonging. The inspiration came after experiencing looking at someone he was attracted to from afar but not having the courage to approach her. It became a 90s anthem of self-loathing.

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 feather in a beautiful world
I wish I was special, you're so fucking special
(play loud)
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 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
(play loud)
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here
(play loud)
Oooh, oooh, she's running out the door...
She's running out, she run, run, run...
Ruuuuuuuun...
Ruuuuuuuuuuun...
(play soft until the end)
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