#1
Slaving over an amp
Untill my muscles cramp
Trying to change my ways
Progress has seen better days

Wasting all my time
But you don't give a dime
Hoping to find some peace
How long until I cease

When the bats fly at noon
You know that I'll be there soon
And when the sun begins to fade
You know that I'll be getting made

Bitching myself to sleep
They think I'm creep
Wondering what to do
When nothing left is true

Smashing in my head
But don't want to go to bed
Chasing away the cheers
And I embrace your jeers

When the bats fly at noon
You know that I'll be there soon
And when the sun begins to fade
You know that I'll be getting made

Dreaming myself to rot
And that is all I got
Laughing off my grief
Am I safe to keep

Losing all my rights
I fail at all the fights
Running from the fact
Now there's no going back

When the bats fly at noon
You know that I'll be there soon
And when the sun begins to fade
You know that I'll be getting made
#2
I am really not a fan of the verses at all. Brutal honesty, I think they're cliche and the rhymes are forced. Perhaps you could try rewriting them in free verse.

As for the chorus, not too bad, but I've a few suggestions for you to take or leave:
When the bats fly at noon
You know I'll be there soon
And when the sun begins to fade
You know that I'll be made


Just small changes to make it flow better.