Rat Cage

I feel so bored
I'll carve a knife out of my bones
Spoil me in all your richness
Then leave me alone

Looking so high and mighty
But you're a dancing silhouette
Fester in my spoiled milk
Choke on your cigarette

The clock is ticking
Now get ready for the dance
The clock is ticking
Shouldn't pay in advance
The clock is ticking
Now what will you do
You better hurry
There'll be nothing left for you

Dancing on the edge everything
That everyone ever knew
Don't get paranoid or else
They will keep following you

Break your window out
With that broken wooden chair
Pull out your teeth
And dye your hair

The clock is ticking
Now get ready for the dance
The clock is ticking
Shouldn't pay in advance
The clock is ticking
What will you do
You better hurry
There'll be nothing left for you



Credits
Writer(s): Bálint Buksa
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