Eric Church - Creepin' lyrics
[Eric Church - Creepin' lyrics]
Bom, bom, bom, bom, bom oh
Like a honeybee beating on my screen door
I got a little buzz and my head is sore
And from my bed I can feel the sun
Lord I hear the morning come
Just a creeping creeping, creeping, creeping
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
Just a creeping creeping, creeping, creeping
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
Just a creeping creeping, creeping, creeping
Your cocaine kiss and caffeine love
Your caffeine kiss and nicotine love
Got under my skin and into my blood
That need you back comes over me
Like ivy crawling up a hickory tree
Just a creeping creeping, creeping, creeping
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
Just a creeping creeping, creeping, creeping
Break it 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 to find your memory train
Creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping
Bom, bom, bom, bom oh
Bom, bom, bom, bom, bom oh
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