Música mais provável que você me veja cantando se esbarrar comigo sozinha triste à noite, vagando pelas ruas do Centro do Rio...

Creep - Radiohead (vocal meu, feminino e melancólico, como Angie Hart em Bizarre Love Triangle)

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
And 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 again,
She's running out
She's run run run running out...

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.

porque na maioria das vezes é assim que eu me sinto. E é assim que vejo as pessoas que amo... Most of the time, most of the time... history of my fucking life.