Creep On Creepin' On

Creep On Creepin In -Timber Timbre

From your chair

My narrative tonight

As your dickless

Cousin brother father pet friend

Husband or wife

A lavender scent

A bone orchard of hearts

Seems to surround you

As you stare

Each gift horse

Straight in the mouth

Stare my arrow down

I was invited

I was called out

To watch you frolic and dance

Oh I buried my head in my hands

I buried my heart

There in the sand

I was cocked blocked

Cured encharmed

I was ferociously

Put upon until it was clear

I should not keep on

I'll just creep on creepin'on

Yes I will

I'll not keep on

I'll just creep on

Creepin'on

Fell at this station

To levitate your bed

And move her hair

Onto my chest

Exposing her neck

And I tear through

Or to put it into my arms

And my stomach dropped

As you shifted me

Off to stop

The ectoplasm coiled

Like a hovering halo of smoke

And our beloved invention

Is conjured each night

In your throat

Oh I buried my head in my hands

I buried my heart there

In the sand

I was cocked blocked

Cured encharmed

I was ferociously put upon

Until it was clear

I should not keep on

I'll just creep on creepin'on

Yes I will

I'll not keep on

I'll just creep on creepin'on

Or do I try one more time

No I'll not keep on

I'll just creep on

Creepin'on