Nhạc sĩ: Eric Church, Marv Green
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
�Let me hear you nowLike a honeybee beating on my screen doorI got a little buzz in my headFrom my bed I can feel the sunA lot round hereThe morning comesJust a creepin'Creepin'Just a creepin'Creepin'You shot out of hellLike a bullet from a gunFlip of a switchDeep on the runSince the day you left me babyI can feel the longingI can hear the crazyJust a creepin'Creepin'Just a creepin'Creepin'I head for the futureRun from the pastI'm gonna meditateCreepin'In a glass full of drinksForget the whiskey around my mouthKinda like molasses and LaysanJust a creepin'Your cocaine kissYour cappy lookGot under my skinAnd into my bloodThat needs your backComes over meLike I wasCrawling up a hickory treeJust a creepin'Creepin'Just a creepin'Creepin'I head for the futureRun from the pastI'm gonna meditateCreepin'In a glass full of drinksForget the whiskey around my mouthKinda like molasses and LaysanJust a creepin'Creepin'I'm a palace creepin'Come for me nowBring it down, down, downOh bring it on downOn downOn downYeahYeah just last nightSaw the light at the end of that tunnel on the other sideThought I found my way out of this painOnly to find your memory it shrinksCreepin'Creepin'Just a creepin'Creepin'Yeah a creepin'Creepin'Yeah a creepin'Creepin'Creepin'Creepin' Creepin'Creepin'I create a soundCreepin'Creepin'Creepin'Creepin'Creepin'Creepin'Creepin'Creepin'Creepin'Creepin'Creepin'Creepin'
