Cursed - Mother's Whisper Lyrics

Yo, they call me Norman Bates, from the Bates Motel,
In the shadows I dwell, with stories to tell,
Silent in the night, hear the whisper of my blade,
In this twisted mind, a dark serenade.

Check in, but you might not check out,
Secrets in the walls, no doubt,
Mother's voice echoing in my brain,
Drive you insane, feel the pain.

Norman Bates, got that psycho gaze,
Living in a maze, lost in a craze,
Got the world in a chokehold tight,
Under the neon light, it's fright night.

Welcome to the Bates Motel, where the darkness never fades,
Norman Bates on the prowl, in these deadly escapades,
Step inside, if you dare, but beware of what you find,
In the shadows of the night, leave your sanity behind.

Lurking in the lobby, got eyes on every guest,
A sinister grin, but I'm dressed to impress,
Don't let the smile fool ya, it's a mask I wear,
Underneath, there's a monster waiting to scare.

Mother's in my head, she's the voice of doom,
Whispering secrets in my quiet room,
Got a knife in my hand and a plan in my mind,
In this house of horrors, you're the next I'll find.

Creepin' through the hallways, shadows on the wall,
Hear the footsteps echo, who you gonna call?
Norman Bates, I'm the master of disguise,
In this haunted motel, nobody survives.

Welcome to the Bates Motel, where the darkness never fades,
Norman Bates on the prowl, in these deadly escapades,
Step inside, if you dare, but beware of what you find,
In the shadows of the night, leave your sanity behind.

Behind the front desk, I keep the keys,
Unlocking nightmares, with the greatest ease,
Every room's a story, every stay's a thrill,
In the heart of darkness, feel the chill.

Guests come and go, but they never stay long,
Caught in the web of my eerie song,
Mother's eyes watching, with a sinister grin,
In this house of horror, the nightmares begin.

Bloodstains on the carpet, secrets in the air,
In the Bates Motel, no one's aware,
Norman Bates, I'm the keeper of fear,
In the silence of the night, I'm always near.

Knives glisten in the moonlight, blood on my hands,
Caught in a web of my twisted demands,
No escape from the fate that awaits,
In the grasp of Norman Bates.

Feel the chill as you walk down the hall,
Hear the whispers, the eerie call,
Mother's watching, no place to hide,
In the Bates Motel, terror presides.

Welcome to the Bates Motel, where the darkness never fades,
Norman Bates on the prowl, in these deadly escapades,
Step inside, if you dare, but beware of what you find,
In the shadows of the night, leave your sanity behind.

So remember my name, when the night falls down,
In the Bates Motel, I'm the talk of the town,
Norman Bates, with a mind so dark,
In this sinister place, I leave.