Released: January 1, 1998
Songwriter: Eminem
Producer: Dr. Dre
[Intro]
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Yo, alright
Yo
[Verse]
I'm possessed by evil demons that torture me while I'm sleeping
I keep dreaming of death and I'm hearing people screaming
The Devil's spirit's trapped inside me and I want it out
I'm on the couch, bleeding to death in a haunted house
With both of my wrists slit, I'm lifted up in the air
And suspended in animation like someone's holding me there
I feel somebody's cold hands wrapping around my neck
While I choke on my own blood that I swallow and drown to death
But I found a breath and somehow managed to slip the clutches
Nearly blacking out from dizziness and head rushes
Tripping over OD'd bodies of dead lushes
Bloodstains paint the plush carpet like red slushes
Doors open and close by themselves, books fly off shelves
Curtains catch fire, the house melts
My skin blisters and sticks together like twin sisters
The wind blows and shatters windows like ten twisters
Caught a piece of shrapnel in the Adam's apple
Two cups of holy water and I'm looking at 'em half full
But as soon as I go to touch 'em they turn into red rum
It got silent, then all these voices said "Come
Follow me into the gates of Hell"
I heard 'em yell, "Welcome to the Norman Bates Motel!"
I ring the bell for service and I was greeted by his mother
Covered in dry blood, head still dented from the shovel
I said, "I need a room so I could try to get some rest"
She gave me the keys to the best suite and a bag of cess
And told me "That's just for starters"
Satan'll be in to see me later to see if I'm interested in being partners
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Yo, alright
Yo
[Verse]
I'm possessed by evil demons that torture me while I'm sleeping
I keep dreaming of death and I'm hearing people screaming
The Devil's spirit's trapped inside me and I want it out
I'm on the couch, bleeding to death in a haunted house
With both of my wrists slit, I'm lifted up in the air
And suspended in animation like someone's holding me there
I feel somebody's cold hands wrapping around my neck
While I choke on my own blood that I swallow and drown to death
But I found a breath and somehow managed to slip the clutches
Nearly blacking out from dizziness and head rushes
Tripping over OD'd bodies of dead lushes
Bloodstains paint the plush carpet like red slushes
Doors open and close by themselves, books fly off shelves
Curtains catch fire, the house melts
My skin blisters and sticks together like twin sisters
The wind blows and shatters windows like ten twisters
Caught a piece of shrapnel in the Adam's apple
Two cups of holy water and I'm looking at 'em half full
But as soon as I go to touch 'em they turn into red rum
It got silent, then all these voices said "Come
Follow me into the gates of Hell"
I heard 'em yell, "Welcome to the Norman Bates Motel!"
I ring the bell for service and I was greeted by his mother
Covered in dry blood, head still dented from the shovel
I said, "I need a room so I could try to get some rest"
She gave me the keys to the best suite and a bag of cess
And told me "That's just for starters"
Satan'll be in to see me later to see if I'm interested in being partners
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