
Rats
Rats, Rats, Rats, Rats
Give me something to live for.
I don't want to die.
Led to believe I'm diseased
All I have left is death
Paid to behave like some rat
No good science
Choking me holding me down
Inject the pain in me
My skin burning my eyes bleeding
Kill me to better man.
Rats, Rats, Rats, Rats
Worth nothing my cries to God
Hear him laughing
Feeling the poison twisting under my skin
My skin burning my eyes bleeding
All I have left is death
Paid to behave like some rat
A no good science
Rats, Rats, Rats, Rats
Give me something to live for
I don't want to die.