Check me into the Bates Motel, dust been here since '83
The rats can't even stand the smell. The bugs should be paying rent to me
The roommates want me dead, feel like a target's on my head
Well meth is one hell of a drug! Pack up, it's time to move again
Someone's throwing eggs at me, someone stole my rent money
Between rock bottom and pulling teeth where a happy meal is sweet relief
It's midday I am breaking down in the middle of an every day crisis
Done with waiting for solutions, every day it's something. My midday crisis
Dented wallet, social image, mediocre at my best
Forgot to pack identity and all of my confidence
My head is spinning constantly, how do i get the noise to leave?
Smash it into the wall, drown it out with some pills, or pray to god to save my soul?
The landlord put me in jail, the man is paranoid as hell
F*ck work and life and everything, i've lost all that was left of me
It's midday I am breaking down in the middle of an every day crisis
Done with waiting for solutions, every day it's something. My midday crisis
Check me out of the bates motel, the dead here are killing me
At best this place is a living hell, pack all my things i'm breaking free
Midday I am breaking down in the middle of an every day crisis
Done with waiting for solutions, every day it's something. My midday crisis
I've given too much to this all i get are large servings of distress in my midday crisis
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Check me into the Bates Motel, dust been here since '83
The rats can't even stand the smell. The bugs should be paying rent to me
The roommates want me dead, feel like a target's on my head
Well meth is one hell of a drug! Pack up, it's time to move again
Someone's throwing eggs at me, someone stole my rent money
Between rock bottom and pulling teeth where a happy meal is sweet relief
It's midday I am breaking down in the middle of an every day crisis
Done with waiting for solutions, every day it's something. My midday crisis
Dented wallet, social image, mediocre at my best
Forgot to pack identity and all of my confidence
My head is spinning constantly, how do i get the noise to leave?
Smash it into the wall, drown it out with some pills, or pray to god to save my soul?
The landlord put me in jail, the man is paranoid as hell
F*ck work and life and everything, i've lost all that was left of me
It's midday I am breaking down in the middle of an every day crisis
Done with waiting for solutions, every day it's something. My midday crisis
Check me out of the bates motel, the dead here are killing me
At best this place is a living hell, pack all my things i'm breaking free
Midday I am breaking down in the middle of an every day crisis
Done with waiting for solutions, every day it's something. My midday crisis
I've given too much to this all i get are large servings of distress in my midday crisis
The rats can't even stand the smell. The bugs should be paying rent to me
The roommates want me dead, feel like a target's on my head
Well meth is one hell of a drug! Pack up, it's time to move again
Someone's throwing eggs at me, someone stole my rent money
Between rock bottom and pulling teeth where a happy meal is sweet relief
It's midday I am breaking down in the middle of an every day crisis
Done with waiting for solutions, every day it's something. My midday crisis
Dented wallet, social image, mediocre at my best
Forgot to pack identity and all of my confidence
My head is spinning constantly, how do i get the noise to leave?
Smash it into the wall, drown it out with some pills, or pray to god to save my soul?
The landlord put me in jail, the man is paranoid as hell
F*ck work and life and everything, i've lost all that was left of me
It's midday I am breaking down in the middle of an every day crisis
Done with waiting for solutions, every day it's something. My midday crisis
Check me out of the bates motel, the dead here are killing me
At best this place is a living hell, pack all my things i'm breaking free
Midday I am breaking down in the middle of an every day crisis
Done with waiting for solutions, every day it's something. My midday crisis
I've given too much to this all i get are large servings of distress in my midday crisis
Writer: Fictive Firefight
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid