Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin'

Like a honybee on my screen door,
I got a buzz and my head is sore,
And the my bed I can feel the sun,
Lord I the mornin' come.

Justa
Creepin', creepin', creepin'.

Shot outta like a bullet from a gun,
A of a switch,
A on the run,
the day you left me baby,
I can the lonely,
I can the crazy.

creepin'

Justa

for the future,
Run the past,
from the mirror,
And in a glass,
What dreams the whiskey remembers,
like molasses in a late December.

Justa

Oh,

Your cocaine kiss and love,
Run under my and into my blood,
That need you back over me,
Like ivy crawlin' up a tree.

Justa

Justa creepin'

to the future,
Run the past,
from the mirror,
And in a glass,
What dreams forget the remembers,
Kinda like molasses in a December.

creepin'

Ah, on!

Break it down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down,

last night I saw the light,
At the end of that on the other side,
Thought I my way outta this pain,
Only too find memory train.

Creepin', creepin', creepin',

Creepin', creepin', creepin',

creepin,

Yeah