Creepin' - Eric Church

Like a honey bee beatin' on my screen door

I got a little buzz in my head and is sore

From my bed I can feel the sun

Lord, I hear the mornin' come

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'

Head for the future

Run from the past

Hide from the mirror

And Live in a glass

What the dreams forget

The whiskey remembers

Kinda like molasses in late December

Justa creepin'

Creepin'

Oh, creepin'

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 the 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, 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 to find your Memory Train

Creepin'

Creepin'

Creepin'

Creepin'

Creepin'

Creepin'

Creepin'

Creepin'

Creepin'

Creepin'

Creepin'