Razor and the Boogie Men - Friendly Creep

When you see me walking
Walking down the street
You shield your children's eyes
And turn the other cheek
Your parents shit their pants
When they realize it is me
And well after awhile
You get used to the screams

Your family
They're gonna pray for me
I'm just a friendly creep
We're a dying breed

I see pitch forks and torches
On the horizon
My own mother told me
That I should get on with dying
And then my father asked me
Why it is I keep on trying
To change this worlds perception
Why it is I keep on lying

Your family
They're gonna pray for me
I'm just a friendly creep
We're a dying breed

Dead inside and I'm feeling alive
My persona's a sham you made me what I am
Prying eyes would make you cry however I love them because I'm dammed
But don't fret because I believe we've met
I'm the voice inside your head
I'm telling you to change your view
On everything you've ever said
Your identity is completely free
Of originality oh what a pity
I might be a creep but at the very least
I am what I eat and I swallow my seed

Your family
(Your family)
They're gonna pray for me
(They're gonna pray for me)
I'm just a friendly creep
We're a dying breed

Well god bless you
We're gonna miss you
Well god bless you
We're gonna miss you

Written by:
Joey Collins, Megan Welch, Razor Edwards, Seth Torregrossa

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