The Creeps

Album: No Gods No Masters (2021)
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  • When I get like this, I give myself the creeps
    Like a newborn cub on little shaky feet
    Stumbling around, trying to find some ground
    What a joke, always thrashing around
    'Til I figure it out and then I choke

    I cannot let my feelings keep-keep hijacking my brain
    They've got a gun against my head
    I'm gonna make my way around this wall, I cannot change
    They've got a gun against my head
    I cannot let my feelings keep-keep hijacking my brain
    They've got a gun against my head
    I'm gonna make my way around this wall, I cannot change
    They've got a gun against my head

    In my head
    In my head
    In my head
    In my head

    I was so upset, I saw them selling me out
    Right there on Los Feliz Boulevard
    They were selling me cheap out there on the street
    Poster sized, large as life
    There were tears in my eyes and so I drove on by

    I cannot let my feelings keep-keep hijacking my brain
    They've got a gun against my head
    I'm gonna think my way around this wall, I cannot change
    They've got a gun against my head
    I cannot let my feelings keep-keep hijacking my brain
    They've got a gun against my head
    I'm gonna make my way around this wall, I cannot change
    They've got a gun against my head

    (In my head) I gotta bend or we will fall
    My reality's a metaphor
    Success is big and failure small
    And I'm one inch shy of feeling tall

    So I drive on home, my tail between my legs, mmm
    I'm deadbeat tired and a bit of a mess, mmm
    Feeling all refreshed and brimming with hope
    All my intentions are good and then I choke

    I cannot let my feelings keep-keep hijacking my brain
    They've got a gun against my head
    I'm gonna make my way around this wall, I cannot change
    They've got a gun against my head
    I cannot let my feelings keep-keep hijacking my brain
    They've got a gun against my head
    I'm gonna make my way around this wall, I cannot change
    They've got a gun against my head

    In my head
    In my head
    In my head
    In my head

    I give myself the creeps
    I give myself the creeps Writer/s: Butch Vig, Duke Erikson, Shirley Manson, Steve Marker
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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