[Intro: C. Win]
Deep in the Midwest (Midwest)
On a cold winter night (winter night)
Yeah
A voice spoke of reasoning
This is what it was saying
Creeper
[Verse 1: P. Win]
April of '87, one little creep was born
Out of a house meddle of kids is sleeping tight on the floor
And all these dreams I see, nightmares what they seem to be
The ghost of father left
Leaving his demons screaming back at me (aahhh)
Hearing my anger, fear of the danger
Never wanted to fall (fall)
Slipping through death it wasn't my time now and she wanted to call (call)
Kissing my chocolate covered balls with all your compliments
And all the contents cockiness
Is coinciding confident
Ugh
No common sense stealing these capes from my parents (parents)
Expelled from the school that loved me, or maybe I'm just too daring
Or maybe I'm not caring, or maybe their music's blaring (blaring)
So all the curse words could be heard and I was the one who was swearing
Shhh
They love me, they love me, they love me, they love me, they love me, they love me, they love me, they love me not
[Chrous: P. Win]
Creeper, ah!
By the way that you walking
By the way that you talking
Keep your eyes shut, now you locked in
Teachers thought you were different and me I never really gave a shit
I'm creeping along or maybe I'm right or maybe I'm wrong
A creeper
Creeper, ah!
By the way that you walking
By the way that you talking
Keep your eyes shut, now you locked in
Teachers thought you were different and me I never really gave a shit
I'm creeping along or maybe I'm right or maybe I'm wrong
A creeper, a creeper
[Verse 2: Bukshot]
Ever since my spaceship crash-landed here on the surface
These humans here on this planet never discover my plan or its purpose
Where I'm from (from)
The rest of my people told me that the earth was worthless
But I took a chance, a feeling I had in my gut said it's worth it
W-w-walked away from the wreckage, looked at my spaceship and then I got nervous
My craft was totaled
On fire, emergency radio had no service
A-a-a-all alone on this planet
Time to make it my personal circus
Turn all of its people into crazy freaks and weirdos, creepers and lurkers
[Verse 3: Boondox]
Sometime (what I'll see in the mirror looks back and it's scary)
Confined (I saw someone get stuck in a mortuary)
My mind, a prison that I can't begin to escape
Is attic 11 more all in one space
The violence and riots without all the rape, but wait
I lied
I'm a creep and my thoughts are all animalistic
Go hide it
All these under the flesh I go cannibalistic
Surprised
By nothing I say or by shit that I've said
The cinnamon riddles that spin in my head
Decipher my life all the voices, they talk and said
They love me, they love me, they love me, they love me, they love me, they love me, they love me, they love me not
[Chrous: P. Win]
Creeper, ah!
By the way that you walking
By the way that you talking
Keep your eyes shut, now you locked in
Teachers thought you were different and me I never really gave a shit
I'm creeping along or maybe I'm right or maybe I'm wrong
A creeper
Creeper, ah!
By the way that you walking
By the way that you talking
Keep your eyes shut, now you locked in
Teachers thought you were different and me I never really gave a shit
I'm creeping along or maybe I'm right or maybe I'm wrong
A creeper, a creeper
Creeper was written by Boondox and Bukshot & P. Win.
Creeper was produced by P. Win.