I Am Like A Rat In A Trap

Don't You F**king Get Near Me

I Will Bite Your Hand If You Reach

Towards Me You Can't Help Me Now

I Don't Know Who You Are But I

Have These Beautiful Sharp Teeth

I Will Chew My Leg Off Just To

Put A Stop To This F**king Pain



I Am Like A Clown Down Your Street

Dancing Keeping You Happy

I Can Distract You Amuse You

Keep You Occupied But

You Can't See My Face Under Paint

You Don't Know What I'm Feeling

I Am Walking Off I'm Leaving

I'm Getting Out Of This Parade



It's Over



I Am Like A Lie In My Room

Counting And Pacing The Walls

I Know How Many Bricks There Are

Stacked Up Like Burning Witches

They Scream And They Cry And Finally

Escape When They Die

But I Remain Here, My Jailer

Waiting For The Day When I Say



It's Over