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The Creeps

 

The Creeps

(album: No Gods No Masters - 2021)


When I get like this, I give myself the creeps
Like a newborn cub with 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 to 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 to 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)

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 to keep hijacking my brain (My brain)
(They've got a gun against my head)
I'm gonna think my way around this wall I cannot change (I cannot change)
(They've got a gun against my head)
I cannot let my feelings to keep hijacking my brain (My brain)
(They've got a gun against my head)
I'm gonna think my way around this wall I cannot change (I cannot change)
(They've got a gun against 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 drove on home, my tail between my legs, hmm
I'm deadbeat tired and a bit of a mess, hmm
Feeling all refreshed and brimming with hope
All my intentions are good and then I choke

I cannot let my feelings to keep hijacking my brain (My brain)
(They've got a gun against my head)
I'm gonna think my way around this wall I cannot change (I cannot change)
(They've got a gun against my head)
I cannot let my feelings to keep hijacking my brain (My brain)
(They've got a gun against my head)
I'm gonna think my way around this wall I cannot change (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

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