Creeping
This lyric describes the inevitable feelings that resurface when we remember something in particular; this could be an ex-lover, an old friend, a past life, an embarrassing experience/trauma, and of course, obsessive thoughts in general.
The lyric focuses on a particular person as the object of the memory - they almost feel a bit guilty for remembering someone who was supposed to stay in their past. The overall vibes/atmosphere is contemplating, fearful, dark, yet mystical, but there are also hopeful elements towards the end of the song. Perhaps it's not a bad thing - the memories may be useful to moving on or bettering one's life.
Genres: Pop, Indie, Soft Rock, Urban
It fits perfectly in the aforementioned genres.
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[Verse 1]
I feel you creeping back in,
Feels like a shot of
Zeniquin,
You shouldn't be in my head,
Yet, you're staying,
Without rent.
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooooh, you're creeping back into my life,
You're creeping back into my mind,
Drunk on the Henney, won't say goodnight.
[Chorus]
Feel you creeping back
Baby, you're creeping in, ooohhhh.
Baby, you're creeping back in, yeah,
Taste like sex - are we sinning?
[Verse 2]
I feel you creeping back in,
Feels like a house
Warming,
Burns like fire - lightning,
But storms of pain
And suffering.
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooooh, you're creeping back into my life,
You're creeping back into my mind,
Drunk on the Henney, won't say goodnight.
[Chorus]
Feel you creeping back
Baby, you're creeping in, ooohhhh.
Baby, you're creeping back in, yeaah,
Taste like sex - are we sinning?
[Verse 3]
I feel you creeping back in,
Shouldn't have given you the
Reins,
Took over my life,
Top to bottom, with
No loving.
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooooh, you're creeping back into my life,
You're creeping back into my mind,
Drunk on the Henney, won't XXX XXXXXXXXXX
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