Hotel Underground

Fuck it

I'm still stepping over roaches

Setting fire to the locusts

Hide in plain sight

Peel the paint back, lay the strychnine

Still stepping over roaches

Setting fire to the locusts

Set the trap

Bet those rats come crawling back

Walking, talking, trigger warning

Falling on deaf ears

Still spitting that same old story, I eat your sorries

I came here for blood, fuck an apology

It must be so easy being so weak

Sink your rows of teeth

Suck me dry, you fucking leech (you fucking leech)

You fucking leech

I'm, I'm still stepping over roaches

Setting fire to the locusts

Hide in plain sight

Peel the paint back, lay the strychnine

Still stepping over roaches (roaches)

Setting fire to the locusts (locusts)

Set the trap

Bet those rats come crawling back

Split a hair a thousand times until you feel justified

Dig deep in a shallow reach to exhume nothing worth my time

It must be so easy slithering without a spine

Steeled and genocide incentivised

Itching to wipe the slate clean with pressurised insecticide

You gotta burn the house down

Just to snuff the rats out

You fucking rats, rats, rats

Oh, you fucking rats