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The Creeps - Garbage
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The Creeps Garbage

The Creeps - Garbage
[Verse 1]
When I get like this, I give myself the creeps
Like a newborn cub with little shaky feet
Stumbling around, trying to find some ground
What a joke, always thrashing around
'Til I figure it out and then I choke

[Chorus]
I cannot let my feelings to keep hijacking my brain
(They've got a gun against my head)
I'm gonna think my way around this wall I cannot change
(They've got a gun against my head)
I cannot let my feelings to keep hijacking my brain
(They've got a gun against my head)
I'm gonna think my way around this wall I cannot change
(They've got a gun against my head)

[Post-Chorus]
In my head, in my head
In my head, in my head

[Verse 2]
I was so upset I saw them selling me out
Right there on Los Feliz Boulevard
They were selling me cheap out there on the street
Poster-sized, large as life
There were tears in my eyes and so I drove on by
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