Creep Motel
There's something wrong with the song
That you sing, it's really about yourself
Just a hate for the sake of the thing
You wish you were someone else
It doesn't take a crystal ball
To see you kinda psycho every home
Your evolution is back to unfold
You mock the meat you feed it on
Save your bullshit
You know the smell
I know the devil has reserved your place in hell
Time to check in at the Creep Motel (Creep Motel)
As you taste the bitter pill you know so well
It's never right when the life that you lead
Is nothing but a shadow on the wall
All the love and the blood that you leach
Will surely be the author of your fall
You don't even see the irony
The definition is not to be escaped
You met the medium for mockery
I hope you're chokin' on your fate
Save your bullshit
You know the smell
I know the devil has reserved your place in hell
Time to check in at the Creep Motel (Creep Motel)
As you taste the bitter pill you know so well
It doesn't take a crystal ball
To see you kinda fucked up every home
You spend your life with your face to the wall
And mock the meat you're bleeding on
Save your bullshit
You know the smell
I know the devil has reserved your place in hell
Time to check in at the Creep Motel (Creep Motel)
Save your bullshit
You know the smell
I know the devil has reserved your place in hell
Time to check in at the Creep Motel (Creep Motel)
As you taste the bitter pill you know so well
That you sing, it's really about yourself
Just a hate for the sake of the thing
You wish you were someone else
It doesn't take a crystal ball
To see you kinda psycho every home
Your evolution is back to unfold
You mock the meat you feed it on
Save your bullshit
You know the smell
I know the devil has reserved your place in hell
Time to check in at the Creep Motel (Creep Motel)
As you taste the bitter pill you know so well
It's never right when the life that you lead
Is nothing but a shadow on the wall
All the love and the blood that you leach
Will surely be the author of your fall
You don't even see the irony
The definition is not to be escaped
You met the medium for mockery
I hope you're chokin' on your fate
Save your bullshit
You know the smell
I know the devil has reserved your place in hell
Time to check in at the Creep Motel (Creep Motel)
As you taste the bitter pill you know so well
It doesn't take a crystal ball
To see you kinda fucked up every home
You spend your life with your face to the wall
And mock the meat you're bleeding on
Save your bullshit
You know the smell
I know the devil has reserved your place in hell
Time to check in at the Creep Motel (Creep Motel)
Save your bullshit
You know the smell
I know the devil has reserved your place in hell
Time to check in at the Creep Motel (Creep Motel)
As you taste the bitter pill you know so well
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Lee Lukather, Jeffrey Lynn Vanston, John Waybill
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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