Paroles de Creep
Don't know the route, don't know the stateOr even the number in time and space
In the backseat of the car
I lose all sense of humor
What's the reason for this trip?
Tell me the rate I have to pay
I ask the driver what's wrong with me
But his seat was empty
[Refrain:]
The days are tumbling down,
And the nights are crawling
In the backseat of car
We have no time for questions
The years are tumbling down
And the minutes are shouting
Keep a-creeping on the ground
To reach the light
The more I try to get out of this
The faster gets the car
(Oh, it's so nice to have you on board)
Now check your seat belts please
Always moving, always straight [Refrain x2]
The days are tumbling down
The years are tumbling
The days are tumbling down
Keep on creeping on the ground
To reach the light
I ask the driver what's wrong with me
But his seat was empty
[Refrain:]
The days are tumbling down,
And the nights are crawling
In the backseat of car
We have no time for questions
The years are tumbling down
And the minutes are shouting
Keep a-creeping on the ground
To reach the light
The more I try to get out of this
The faster gets the car
(Oh, it's so nice to have you on board)
Now check your seat belts please
Always moving, always straight [Refrain x2]
The days are tumbling down
The years are tumbling
The days are tumbling down
Keep on creeping on the ground
To reach the light
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