Portugal. The Man

Creep In A T-Shirt
I'm sorry Mr. Policeman, If I wanted to talk I woulda called a friend Don't worry when I get back home I'll just stay in bed, I'm better off alone I wake up to my boring days Never was a child, I was born this way Always there but always out of place Feels so alien I don't know what I know But I know where it's at Just because I lost it doesn't mean I want it back You don't get it Cuz it the world I'm living in You don't get it I'm just a creep in a t-shirt, jeans, I don't fuckin care Sorry but I don't recall the crime My memory has left me behind May have been a man, maybe a friend Or maybe aliens I don't know what I know But I know where it's at SongtexteJust because I lost it doesn't mean I want it back You don't get it Cuz it the world I'm living in You don't get it I'm just a creep in a t-shirt, jeans, I don't fuckin care It's not because the light here is brighter And it's not that I'm evil, I just don't like to pretend That I could ever be your friend Cuz it the world I'm living in I'm just a creep in a t-shirt, jeans, I don't fuckin care You don't get it Just a loser in a t-shirt, jeans, I don't fuckin care You don't get it I'm just a creep in a t-shirt, jeans, I don't fuckin care Aus Songtexte Mania