Dark Rat
There's a dark rat crawlin' out a sewer in june
To find a new beginning in a studio room
Signin' the lease while he's drinkin' the grease that drips from his deep fried baggy of doom
He's tired of the world - it's become too much
He really wanna feel but afraid of the touch
Fired from life by god and his bitch
So he straps into a chair and they pull on the switch
Ride the wave - his death is a gift
Nothing to mourn - nothing to cry about
Chewin' through the heart of a life you succumbed
Or caught in a trap all for chasin' a crumb
To find a new beginning in a studio room
Signin' the lease while he's drinkin' the grease that drips from his deep fried baggy of doom
He's tired of the world - it's become too much
He really wanna feel but afraid of the touch
Fired from life by god and his bitch
So he straps into a chair and they pull on the switch
Ride the wave - his death is a gift
Nothing to mourn - nothing to cry about
Chewin' through the heart of a life you succumbed
Or caught in a trap all for chasin' a crumb
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Maule
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