Lost Lake Estates

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Whipstick] How's it going, welcome back to my spot, take a seat in my crib (Come on) They've padded the walls and made sure that I swallow all these little pills They're keepin' me calm while I'm hiding from demons that's chasing the thrills They want me to kill again, want me to fill them in, asking who's paying the bill (You are!) I've loosened the straps on the table and also I've broke the restraints I've stolen the pocketed lighter to douse you in gas and ignite you in flames I've turned my attention to stalking your bitch With irrational thought and malicious intent Cause some things ain't fair, and yo, life is a bitch But they called me again so I'm taking a trip to the [Chorus: Whipstick] Lost Lake Estates! Where you check in and you never check out You're in the Lost Lake Estates! Popping these pills, locked inside of my cell You're in the Lost Lake Estates! None of these doctors are trying to help We're summoned to suffer from nothing but havin' some fun In the Lost Lake Estates [Verse 2: Joe Black] Room with a view, bums fuckin' I watch (Oh yeah) We got hugs and hop scotch, plus the drugs are top notch Security's grumpy and bitches are gumpy You never go hungry, no need for no money My life is alright, not lonely at all Conversations at night with the rats in the walls There's even a TV up in the attic It has like one channel and only plays static Covered in dirt, it smells just like pee (Ew) But there's no place on Earth that I'd rather be (True) It seems I'm content with living life lazy Sometimes I forget that I'm a bit crazy Run up to the front desk, asked for the manager Covered in blood, just murdered the janitor (Oh my God) Lease comin' up and I don't wanna go So I took all his guts and I wrote my name, Joe [Verse 3: Billy Obey] The doctors they swear up and down that I've lost my shit, that I'm crazy Ain't nothin' makin' a sound, you guys hear that baby? (Oh God) Live for the moment, I'm hopin' that we're done complaining I can't hear what he's saying at all, Joe's bitchin', ain't he? Trying to feed me medication, ten plus years I've been stuck here, it won't soon stop Call me crazy, I call it dedication, all y'all motherfuckers suck my balloon knot I'm not takin' the pills no, no, I'm insane not stupid Except when I'm making this music, I do it in the [Chorus: Whipstick] Lost Lake Estates! Where you check in and you never check out You're in the Lost Lake Estates! Popping these pills, locked inside of my cell You're in the Lost Lake Estates! None of these doctors are trying to help We're summoned to suffer from nothing but havin' some fun In the Lost Lake Estates [Verse 4: Mr. 8 Legz] I guess this is home, a four wall resort Left to my own devices So why's it so lifeless? I might just go swipe the scalpel and then slice off my eyelids It's not like I sleep, not like I dream A constant nightmare with occasional gleams Of what was once sanity or how it seemed The thoughts are unbearably following me And I can't run away, I'm confined to this space A ten by ten cell that they tell me is safe (Bullshit) But how does it help when it really felt I was doing well Just to get dealt another living Hell, I was destined to break So here's where I'll stay, a shell of myself Enveloped in hate, reliving mistakes Unsure if Lost Lakes is even a place 'Cause from where I'm sitting it's just a mind state [Verse 5: Lee Carver] The gates are all rusty, the rooms are aplenty I've been here, a resident since I was twenty It doesn't offend me, they feed me for free I bite at their fingers and watch my TV I head butt a nurse and they put me to sleep They watch through the glass and they analyze me I stole a scalpel and sliced an Achilles The rats that reside in the walls say I'm silly I've got my addictions, my brain is so rattled I talk to the plants who think humans are cattle I fucked a cadaver, the doc did not mind My brain's not developed, he said that it's fine I feel like I'm dying if I don't drink blood Found her naked and hung with the pants of her scrubs I'm here with my friends, it's just like a resort A serial killer can get a support at the [Chorus: Whipstick] Lost Lake Estates! (Lost Lake Estates) Where you check in and you never check out (Lost Lake Estates) You're in the Lost Lake Estates! Popping these pills, locked inside of my cell (Lost Lake Estates) You're in the Lost Lake Estates! None of these doctors are trying to help (Lost Lake Estates) We're summoned to suffer from nothing but havin' some fun In the Lost Lake Estates (Lost Lake Estates) [Outro: Whipstick] Lost Lake Estates You're in the Lost Lake Estates (Lost Lake Estates) (Lost Lake Estates) You're in the Lost Lake Estates (Lost Lake Estates) (Lost Lake Estates) But having some fun Nothing but having some fun Nothing but having some fun in The Lost Lake Estates [Skit] Honestly though on a night like this There's nothing better than to have a female colleague of yours Uh, trampoline a horse tranquilizer up your dumper Up your poop shoot It's a lonely life being a doctor Eating scars out of my genitalia Any fat daddies in need of being fingered give me a ring-ding And quite frankly I would never attend any waterpark with any of you meandering marauding fools Let me do a little tap dance Oh, Whipstick's grabbing my hips This is nice, this is real nice