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ERIC CHURCH
Creepin'
[ Chief ]
Like a honybee beatin' on my screen door
I got a little buzz in my head and it's sore
And from the my bed I can feel the sun
Lord, I hear the mornin' come
Justa creepin'
Creepin',creepin',creepin'
Shot outta hell like a bullet from a gun
A flip of a switch, a thief on the run
And since the day you left me, baby
I can feel the lonely, I can hear the crazy
Justa creepin'
Creepin'
Justa creepin'
Creepin'
Head for the future, run from the past
Hide from the mirror and head for the glass
Dreams forget but whiskey remembers
Kinda like molasses in late December
Justa creepin'
Creepin'
Oh,creepin'
Your cocaine kiss and caffeine love
Run under my skin and into my blood
That need you back comes over me
Like ivy crawlin' up a hickory tree
Justa creepin'
Creepin'
Justa creepin' creepin'
Creepin'
Head for the future, run from the past
Hide from the mirror and head for the glass
Dreams forget but whiskey remembers
Kinda like molasses in late December
Justa creepin'
Creepin'
Ah, come on
Break it down, down, down, down
Just last nite I saw the light
At the end of that tunnel on the other side
Thought I found my way outta this pain
Only to find Ol' Memory Train
Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin'
I got a little buzz in my head and it's sore
And from the my bed I can feel the sun
Lord, I hear the mornin' come
Justa creepin'
Creepin',creepin',creepin'
Shot outta hell like a bullet from a gun
A flip of a switch, a thief on the run
And since the day you left me, baby
I can feel the lonely, I can hear the crazy
Justa creepin'
Creepin'
Justa creepin'
Creepin'
Head for the future, run from the past
Hide from the mirror and head for the glass
Dreams forget but whiskey remembers
Kinda like molasses in late December
Justa creepin'
Creepin'
Oh,creepin'
Your cocaine kiss and caffeine love
Run under my skin and into my blood
That need you back comes over me
Like ivy crawlin' up a hickory tree
Justa creepin'
Creepin'
Justa creepin' creepin'
Creepin'
Head for the future, run from the past
Hide from the mirror and head for the glass
Dreams forget but whiskey remembers
Kinda like molasses in late December
Justa creepin'
Creepin'
Ah, come on
Break it down, down, down, down
Just last nite I saw the light
At the end of that tunnel on the other side
Thought I found my way outta this pain
Only to find Ol' Memory Train
Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin'
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