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
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 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