Rats Have Died Lyrics
The sweet smell of flowers helps us cope
Ashy grey eyes try to zoom past the trap
Insomnia's become a popular joke
A lie testified to those eyes of glass
Fasten your EYELINE tight
To hide away the secrets you keep in teardrops
Looking forward to the day's highlight
A wondrous sensation seeded in deep thought
I read the New's top article
They left out that it was the work of a devil
They struck the truth down, said wrong was the right
And then they had a PUNCH LINE
AMBIGUOUS SPEAKER, can't you contradict
Who is left to bury the ashes of my flared emotions?
Isn't this that kind of play that favors the ACTORS?
Rats were dying as the page started to turn
The timeline is doing fine
So much information, don't try to understand
The epidemic I warned of has arrived
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And caught in dejection, I dirtied my hands
So we profited with every "last" breath
Consuming JUNK FOOD to swallow our lies
Voices, that once questioned God's death
Had, since long ago, resigned to silence
Alcoholics drunk with despair
Desperate to flee from their PINCH MANIA
The loss of breath from losing the fight
Leaking through the PIPELINE
Perfect operation! Watch the road transpire
Carefully consider what's left and what's right SUPER DRIVER
Isn't it common sense that called for a break
Rats were dying at the hour's stalemate
AMBIGUOUS SPEAKER, can't you contradict
Who is left to bury the ashes of my flared emotions
Isn't this that kind of play that favors the ACTORS
Rats were dying as the page started to turn
Freedom of speech dawns, and even cats and frogs stand upright
They unknowingly give the rats their place and their condition refuses to improve
They line up and theorize and even begin to flat out lie
Hey burglar cat, you say you know me better than I do?
I didn't want to be the one to kill the dream
So I pointed and said it was all your doing
AMBIGUOUS SPEAKER, can't you contradict
Who is left to bury the ashes of my flared emotions
This play over and over again, are we just the ACTORS
Rats were dying as the page started to turn
Aimless freedom? Reasonable poverty?
Are the good hobbies the ones that help us to survive
The one paper inside, revealing the story
Those who refused to suspect are dying
I felt the coldness of the sky
