Believe if you must, bleed
Breathe in the dust, relieve
Death of a skin cell
In science I trust, creep
Exit the body
The host has been naughty
Sex always sells, hell
It's Lucifer call me, 666
Stay in the lines
They'll ask you to sign, blind
These are the times
When color's a crime, crime
Earth is my playground
My heart starts to pound, see
No children around, flee
Compression the sound, sleep
What would you do
If your chick was a dude
With a dick and a 'tude
Who would cut yours off just to get in the mood?
I'd be like fuck that shit
That shit was rude
Creep is the way that I walk down the street
Creep is the way that I beat off my meat feet
Creep is the sound and not what you see, creep
Creep is the name that she bestowed upon me
Creep when I'm in your backyard tonight
Don't check your closet, I'm out of sight, alright
Out of mind when you're in the light
I'm night, you fell asleep and I don't fright
I can see
Everything
Head into town with yours on my face
You ain't seen shit but you know the taste
So motherfucking cold I'm outer space bitch
You've never been there but you know the place shit
I already felt what it's like to die right
I've been there and back on the other side
I might try to run or find a place to hide
Night time is the time when it's time to ride tight
Sacrificial ritual
Not addictive, habitual
Smoking medicinal
Making your grave a ditch you know
Face is peeling, losing feeling
I'm teething, keep breathing
Cuz It's all downhill when I'm in the zone
My reactions slow like a dial tone
I turn off the lights when I'm at home
Cuz it's easier to hide when I'm alone
But creeping this hard is a mystery, see
I'm going back through deleting history
like
AHHHHHHHH
DELETE
Brutal, battering industrial music from this Austin, TX, group rolls in like a thundercloud—pitch-black and threatening. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 8, 2016