1. |
Run and Take Shelter
03:11
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Come on motherfucker, go!
Still lost in a wave
About to crash to sea level
Envelop me finally
So I can panic when I beg for air
(and die alone)
Inside the bleak
Black tunnel where I can’t see
Please shelter me
(tie me down)
So I may step back into the light
There’s no one home
That’s what I’m there for
To let the light in
The cracks of my skin
Liberated by your isolation once more
Shaken down inside
Determined to find
A room for me
from the cold
I stumble and trip
Each time I take a step
Struck by the shoes
of another man
I’m stuck by crowds of a different
Feeling like a stranger kind
I’ve never felt more alone
Than in the moments we had
(Never)
Scorching through my skin
Resentment Burns
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2. |
Close the Book
03:21
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Snap my neck
When I opened my eyes to check
I’m deplored
To see
what I abhor
my god it’s fucking killing me
I would count my blessings
But my luck ran out
I try to see to the silver lining
But the dark it blinded me
A new kind of tragedy
(So I’m told)
Close the book and I’ll fold
(This is my tale to behold)
And what I meant to be
(Means everything)
Knife cuts deep
Slit through the desperation see
The nightmare
That I’ve had
You don’t need to convince me
That I’m a failure to everyone
Remind me over and over again
It happened to destroy
Any elated joy
And I can’t invert that
(So I’m told)
Close the book and I’ll fold
(This is my tale to behold)
And what I meant to be
(Means everything)
I remember
the last bastion of hate
I’m the next contender
To give in to the weight
All of what is left to recall
Erroneous supposition of love
I’d like to know how it all began
But right now it’s RATS against man
Waste our lives living like we’re dead
Dull the pain but I still see red
Waste our lives living like we’re dead
Any improvements are in my head
(Waste our lives living like we’re dead
Dull the pain but I still see red
Waste our lives living like we’re dead
Any improvements are in my head)
I remember
the last bastion of hate
I’m the next contender
To give in to the weight
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3. |
Broken Teeth
02:47
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Free from tyranny
A writhing itch of doubt
Man, it rumbles all throughout my homeland
All disdain
It’s echoed by the strange benign curiosity
The voices cry
Hoping they can save me
A child’s wish so I believe
We run in circles
Looking back on a dream
I’m dedicated to living in vain
I tried to smile
but you kicked out my teeth
And you left me here
(To fight a war)
To fight a fucking war
(Tell me what happens now)
Shut it down
Following the crash that we echoed
We always held dear
In high regard
The only severed vain
Is the one that carries loathing to my heart
And It’s the art
Of living day to day
A reprobate they say
It’s not my call
It’s either trapped in my reveries
Or in perpetual shame
The voices cry
Hoping they can kill me
I only wanted to believe
We run in circles
Looking back on a dream
And now I’m subject to writing in pain
I tried to smile
but you kicked out my teeth
And you left me here
(To fight a war)
To lose my own fucking war
(Tell me what happens now)
(I’ll try everything this way)
In a halted state of progress
There are still some things we need to convey
Bring my blood to a boil
(I can be myself this way)
If I put that razor to my neck
I can find what I need potentially
Go on and let me
(build me up and let me go)
I’m teetering on the edge of the world
As blood run down my face
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4. |
Lilac
02:21
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Propagate the hoard of endless thrall
Congregate and crash into a wall
Scared to speak up
Chose to be
Full of abhorrent
Tacit complacency
There’s a young man
He’s tied up and scared
He can’t make a move while he’s in here
(This man has the blindfold stapled
And nailed to his head
It burns to touch
And compulsively bleeds when he screams)
He won’t step from the shadow
And shine bright like the lilac
His wife had placed upon his head
He wonders if tomorrow
Will ever pass
Or simply prolong
The benign bliss at last
All in hopes to be remembered
Life in ecstasy
Revealed the
Plight
To fall down in the meadow
All in obstruction of the cost
He had no company to confide
We won’t see the departed
A deconstruction of
The segregated, berated,
Broken soul that time created
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