Creepin'

Creepin'

Eric Church

Like a honybee beatin' on my screen door
I got a little buzz and my head is 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
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 live in a glass
What dreams forget the whiskey remembers
Kinda like molasses in a 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 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 a 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

Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin'

Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin'

Yeah creepin
Creepin'

Yeah creepin'
Creepin'

Written by GREEN, MARV/CHURCH, ERIC
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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