Creepin'

Bom, bom, bom, bom-om Bom, bom, bom, bom-om Like a honybee beatin' on my screen door I got a little buzz and my head is sore And from my bed I can feel the sun Lord, 'round here the mornin' comes Justa creepin' Creepin', creepin', creepin' You 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' (creepin') Head for the future Run from the past Hide from the mirror And live in a glass What dreams forget the whiskey remembers Kinda like molasses in late December Justa creepin' Creepin' Oh, creep Your cocaine kiss and caffeine love Got 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 creep, creep Creepin' Head to the future Run from the past Hide from the mirror And live in a glass What dreams forget the whiskey remembers Kinda like molasses in late December Justa creepin' Creepin' Ah, come on! Break it down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down Just last night I saw the light At the end of that tunnel on the other side Thought I found my way outta this pain Only too find your memory train Creep, creepin', creep, creep Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin' Creepin Yeah, creepin' Creepin' Yeah, creepin', creepin Yeah, creep Bom, bom, bom, bom-om Bom, bom, bom, bom-om --- Creepin' - Eric Church