CREEP

Grab your legs (Grab your legs)
Wrap you up (Wrap you up)

I was achoke so you didn't know
In the corner of the monitor, hidden glow
And the baby goes to bed
To cold sleep; and I was hidden in your legs
Little baby likes the creep, and I'm gone

A darker song
A thing to carry on
I used to be quiet, pained
Now I have you

I always like to smoke them up
But I know you're fire
Bellowed stutter
Tearing me another

(Breathe it in, I pull you in)
In the coldest bed (I pull you in)
In the warmest pain (I pull you in, breathe it in; I pull you in)

In the coldest grave (In the coldest rain)
And the warmest pain (I pull you in)
I'm yours

A darker song
A thing to carry on (Breathe you in then pull you in)

Now I have you (I pull you in)
Now I have you
In the darkest room (I pull you in)
In the coldest bed (I warm your neck)
In the warmest pain (I pull you in, I breathe it in)
I'm yours (I pull you in)

With the sharpest tongue (When you throw your hands)
When your eyes are closed (And you're colder then)
When you touch my arm (Touch my arm)
I'm yours (I'm yours)