Terror
The creeps
I'm losing f*cking sleep
Waste another 20 years not building anything
Feelings
Who cares
I'm rotting f*cking meat
Just to make it through the day I imagine murdering
All these f*cking people
All look just the same
All these f*cking people
This time they'll pay
Knife fight
Gut wounds
This one looks real deep
Taste the blood on my lips it's bitter but it's sweet
Caught
Red handed
I couldn't have a care
Laugh myself right to death before I get the chair
All these f*cking people
All look just the same
All these f*cking people
This time they'll pay
Mind is blank
Hands clenched tight
Teeth sharpened to rend meat in a fight
Mind is blank
Hands clenched tight
Teeth sharpened to rend meat in a fight
Funeral Fight - The Creeps Lyrics
Funeral Fight - The Creeps Lyrics
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Terror
The creeps
I'm losing f*cking sleep
Waste another 20 years not building anything
Feelings
Who cares
I'm rotting f*cking meat
Just to make it through the day I imagine murdering
All these f*cking people
All look just the same
All these f*cking people
This time they'll pay
Knife fight
Gut wounds
This one looks real deep
Taste the blood on my lips it's bitter but it's sweet
Caught
Red handed
I couldn't have a care
Laugh myself right to death before I get the chair
All these f*cking people
All look just the same
All these f*cking people
This time they'll pay
Mind is blank
Hands clenched tight
Teeth sharpened to rend meat in a fight
Mind is blank
Hands clenched tight
Teeth sharpened to rend meat in a fight
The creeps
I'm losing f*cking sleep
Waste another 20 years not building anything
Feelings
Who cares
I'm rotting f*cking meat
Just to make it through the day I imagine murdering
All these f*cking people
All look just the same
All these f*cking people
This time they'll pay
Knife fight
Gut wounds
This one looks real deep
Taste the blood on my lips it's bitter but it's sweet
Caught
Red handed
I couldn't have a care
Laugh myself right to death before I get the chair
All these f*cking people
All look just the same
All these f*cking people
This time they'll pay
Mind is blank
Hands clenched tight
Teeth sharpened to rend meat in a fight
Mind is blank
Hands clenched tight
Teeth sharpened to rend meat in a fight
Writer: Jason Ebeling
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid