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Creepin
Leah Kate
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I'm with a guy
And I'm drunk out my mind
And I thought I was fine
'Til the thought of you is creepin' in
I'm at a table for two
Chugging a flute of champagne
I'm lookin' hotter than cute
I'm feeling better than great
I'm in a red little dress
Broken but nevertheless
Almost a quarter 'til two
Dancin' to death
Leanin' my head on a vintage suit
I'm here with him, but I still feel you
Twisting the knife like a sick voodoo
Give me mouth to mouth
Oh, I'm tryna block it out, oh-oh
I'm with a guy
And I'm drunk out my mind
And I thought I was fine
'Til the thought of you is creepin' in
Just like the lights
Flashing right through the blinds
Like the spiders in the night
Yeah, the thought of you is creepin' in
Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin'
Crawling, crawling, crawling, crawling
I hadn't thought about you
In like a million nights
Wish I could be waterproof
So nobody knows when I cry
You're just an unwanted guest
That's breakin' into my chest
Already called the police
So get out, get out
'Cause I'm leanin' my head on a vintage suit
I'm here with him, but I still feel you
Twisting the knife like a sick voodoo
Give me mouth to mouth
Oh, I'm tryna block it out, oh-oh
I'm with a guy
And I'm drunk out my mind
And I thought I was fine
'Til the thought of you is creepin' in
Just like the lights
Flashing right through the blinds
Like the spiders in the night
Yeah, the thought of you is creepin' in
Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin'
Crawling, crawling, crawling, crawling
Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin'
Crawling, crawling, crawling, crawling
And now I'm dancing on him
I'm getting super low
We're on the deck at Nobu
But I should probably roll
'Cause when he's looking at me
Lights on, nobody's home
Help me I'm drowning in tequila
And his cheap cologne
Leanin' my head on a vintage suit
I'm here with him, but I still feel you
Twisting the knife like a sick voodoo
Give me mouth to mouth
Oh, I'm tryna block it out, whoa-whoa
I'm with a guy
And I'm drunk out my mind
And I thought I was fine
'Til the thought of you is creepin' in
Just like the lights
Flashing right through the blinds
Like the spiders in the night
Yeah, the thought of you is creepin' in
Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin'
Crawling, crawling, crawling, crawling
Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin'
Crawling, crawling, crawling, crawling
I'm with a guy
And I'm drunk out my mind
And I thought I was fine
'Til the thought of you is creepin' in
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