Creep Motel - Steve Lukather

There is 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 found a medium for mockery

I hope you’re chokin' on your plate

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)

As you taste the bitter pill you know so well

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