Repeat. I’m a Creep. 


Repeat. I’m a Creep.

I love myself more
He repeats, repeats,  repeats it to me.
His words they beat me
Even though he doesn’t.

Yeah I find myself defeat
You tell me that it becomes real
That I feel like a Creep.

I tear at my soul
Sometimes I bury my soul
Maybe even try to remove all the trace of selfishness but it doesn’t help it seems.

To all you are King,
 kind wise and often prestige
Come down from your pedestal
know you may have think you have won but
Our enemy binds us at our feet
 if we continue to listen to what he speaks.

So.. Do I love myself more?
Seek your heart and see.
Even so…
Is it only for my benefit?

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