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Artiste:
Leah Kate
Titre:
Creepin
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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 Gimme mouth to mouth Oh I'm tryna block it out 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 Yea 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 Gimme mouth to mouth Oh I'm tryna block it out 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 Yea 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 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 Gimme mouth to mouth Oh I'm tryna block it out 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 Yea the thought of you is creepin' in Creepin' creepin' creepin' creepin' Crawling crawling crawling crawling Creepin' creepin' creepin' creepin' Crawling crawling crawling crawling