The Budget Inn
The Budget Inn
The Budget Inn
A place You wish You had never been
The room's are hot in every spot
The passing of drug's and loss hole's
The bed bugs that eat at your flesh like
If you was dead
The waiting land of better days has
faded away like the rushing wind
When You check in to The Budget Inn
You will not check out the same
You will feel you had lost your mind
Of what is write your soul lies in darkness
After the flame's died away and all the
Light's go out the heathens play
Loneliness and darkness filled the soul's
Drugs and cheep woman and men doing
what they know is sealing their body's
to what ever comes around
That are sealing their souls to what ever takes hold
Life has no meaning to them any more
they walk around like zombie roaming in the night
They live in Satan's hotel at the Budget Inn
The coldness of their souls is out to take control of
another young life into the drug world
Not understanding the ways of the Life of
Dark gloom
Once Your in You will never truly find your way out
Once You check in To The Budget Inn
Kids are walking around thinking they are doing ok
just fine out their Mommy and daddy's taken all their
Money to by dope killing of there Souls to another blow
of the drug pip
For all that has been spoken of just one night
Will kill one's life by a knife
If you would walk by The Budget Inn
you could feel the control of of Satan and all his Demon's
The lost souls in every room
lost in the eternal darkness of sin
Something new has come into another life
Taking in demon's in their mind why they hit the dope pipe
The young and the old under the control of Satan
Another death
Another night of outcry's
Parents looking all over town wondering
How to find their kid's heaven forbid they didn't check in
At The Budget Inn
Just to find their Kids have learned a new trick
The angel of death has arrived
Cold sad lonely night when another has taken a life by the knife
Broken down from prostitution and drug
When you check in to the Budget Inn
The way that they act is no way of coming back
To the way of better days
You can see the evil in there eyes's an urge to kill
What ever is nice
The desire is a thrill just to kill the good in another Soul
Once upon a time
They had Jehovah in their lives and walked in the light
But all of that had changed
When they checked in to The Budget Inn .
Lilly Emery (c)
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