Black Mass

Black Mass - Creeper

Written by：Oliver Burdett/Sean Scott/Will Gould/Ian Miles/Dan Bratton/Hannah Greenwood

Madeline your friends don't understand the thing we have

You sit up nightly on the bed leave the tv in the corner on

Sometimes you don't quite know what's going on

Your mother swears it's in your head

I sit outside your house waiting

So can I come over

I know I'm not a dream that you wish you'd have

If faced the choice you'd dream so coy of all the boys

Let me tell you now

Madeline when you were young did you think we would wed

I always did but never said

When the summer in your favourite dress

When all your first loves left you such a mess

I'd come on over none the less

I sit outside your house waiting

So can I come over

I know I'm not a dream that you wish you'd have

If faced the choice you'd dream so coy of all the boys

Darling I see you with those open sleeping eyes

In the night time under moonlight under sweeping starless skies

Now can I come over

I know I'm not a dream that you wish you'd have

If faced the choice you'd dream so coy of all the boys

Of all the boys

So can I come over

I know I'm not a dream that you wish you'd have

If faced the choice you'd dream so coy of all the boys