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