Rat
I wanna go away take you out that home
With all your crazy friends that left you alone
Im standing at the end will you let me go
Cause theres no more hope in tomorrow
Your looking at the rope what a broken soul
Your questioning yourself will you end it all
Cause you see no use in tomorrow
Your fingers in my hair i know their bleeding
Red tips on the end
As you control my steps
If love is in the air then im not breathing
Its so misleading ill let you guide the rest
Don't let them in don't let them in your head
Break loose just to get ahead
You sink for thoughts of tomorrow
But tomorrows not here
Im stuck stuck inside my fears
Red blood covered by white tears
Lost track stopped counting the years
They count me now they count me now
Your fingers in my hair i know their bleeding
Red tips on the end
As you control my steps
If love is in the air then im not breathing
Its so misleading ill let you guide the rest
You better rise to attention
You better rise to attention
When you hear the man callin
Do you hear the man callin
I dont know who the man is
You better rise to attention
When you hear the man talking
TalkinG in my head
I search myself for all my missing links but i dont have many sometimes i have plenty
Im breakin out myself you built this hell then you surround yourself
With all your broken views disguised as news you muster in your filth
With all your crazy friends that left you alone
Im standing at the end will you let me go
Cause theres no more hope in tomorrow
Your looking at the rope what a broken soul
Your questioning yourself will you end it all
Cause you see no use in tomorrow
Your fingers in my hair i know their bleeding
Red tips on the end
As you control my steps
If love is in the air then im not breathing
Its so misleading ill let you guide the rest
Don't let them in don't let them in your head
Break loose just to get ahead
You sink for thoughts of tomorrow
But tomorrows not here
Im stuck stuck inside my fears
Red blood covered by white tears
Lost track stopped counting the years
They count me now they count me now
Your fingers in my hair i know their bleeding
Red tips on the end
As you control my steps
If love is in the air then im not breathing
Its so misleading ill let you guide the rest
You better rise to attention
You better rise to attention
When you hear the man callin
Do you hear the man callin
I dont know who the man is
You better rise to attention
When you hear the man talking
TalkinG in my head
I search myself for all my missing links but i dont have many sometimes i have plenty
Im breakin out myself you built this hell then you surround yourself
With all your broken views disguised as news you muster in your filth
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Writer(s): Marcus Townsend
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