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| Creep |
| I'm the creepiest creep From up the street I can make up a rhythm But can't keep the beat I hurt a good friend I made a mistake And I deserve to be thrown Into the firey lake So please kill me now Before I do it again I'm the wretchedest wretch Of all foolish men I'm not fit to live I deserve to die I got decieved to believe In a filthy lie I don't want to go back I want to clean my slate I want to do what's right And not take the bait So please turn me around Clean up these filthy hands And wash away the guilt Of this sinful man Take away the blinds Open my eyes to see So I can walk in my God-given destiny |