| It’s the creep from the creek, skeleton man, show my teeth
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| The whole world turn away from me, swing my hair till I RIP
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| I watch 'em jump, jump, jump, but they’ll never get as high as us
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| You know that I’m sorry, never meant to do it to 'em
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| Fuck all that talking though, we do what we came to do
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| Every time it’s not a surprise we fuck up the scene including you
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| Keep running after them dividends
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| Your whole corner made up of yes men
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| Convinced yourself that you’re a different man
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| Like if I run up on you, I need different hands
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| Complied for bland, can’t stand a chance
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| Save it like the last dance, just advance
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| Think you going ham like Vance, but you Francis Buxton
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| See me now, they probably say fuck him
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| When they get home they probably bump him
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| Every single day, can’t get away
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| From the four letters, S E S H
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| Bathe in your hate, I drink your tears
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| Straight from the ducts to the cup, say cheers
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| Creep on the street, make it sleet when I leer
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| Take your vocal cords out, now they won’t hear
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| I don’t want what the rest do, I just wanna let you
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| Know skeleton man is on the loose and he’s coming to get you
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| It’s the creep from the creek, skeleton man, show my teeth
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| The whole world turn away from me, swing my hair till I RIP
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| I watch 'em jump, jump, jump, but they’ll never get as high as us
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| You know that I’m sorry, never meant to do it to 'em
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| Fuck all that talking though, we do what we came to do
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| Every time it’s not a surprise we fuck up the scene including you |