Michael Brandon - Creepin lyrics

I live in a Disney land Where kids like me get fast pa**es And free slaps at Minnie Mouse's a** It's asinine Feel like a mystery unsolved 'Cause I can't figure out the crime Where's the f** who casted my role As Michael Brandon 'Cause I can't stand it I'm reading all the lines for the hell of it For this ain't romantic anymore You wanna know me you can go Ahead and browse all the ads In my news feed They're getting personal Can you prove to me that this is f**ing real? I'm just saying Can you prove to me that this is f**ing real? I'm just begging for you To get your sh** together While the ship sinks a little faster James Cameron on the special effects Oh what a pleasure Stereoscopic images Of your default make me feel better It's like you're right here In hell with me Dwell with me On the thought of eternity Without end We are but one grain of f**ing sand In a house of mirrors With motion blur filters So I pop the pill And get distilled for the thrill I'll turn your green into origami I'll turn your heart into a fine salami Come find your love 'cause I lost it probably In my kaleidoscopic frame of reference I hope my mom gets this And if she doesn't let me spell it out I am way too smart to go and get settled down So release the breath you're holding Into my dystopia Where this dream is unfolding My god Everything you know's a lie