Rats In The Infirmary - Cky
out of the woodwork keeping hidden where they hide, par for the course the highest horse on which they ride, the devil's grin, illness is in so claim your prize, without the facts on track samaratism dies, i've got this chronic fever, you'll cure me non-believers, still ill and rehabilitated, by those sick enough to have created, symbols of sanity decreasing year by year, inflated vanity you learn to hold so dear, opposite, synonymous, withholding every truth, i live to tell the tale for i am living proof, rats, they're living in the infirmary, rats, and they've been crawling all over me, rats, we feed them in the infirmary, rats, and they've been crawling all over me, we're just part of the smallest fraction, not worthy of any reaction, without a clue you're over medicated, by those sick enough to have created, i'm not a stranger to the threat of every modern day, never got the facts on track and time will win this race, each tragic accident there's a hero in its place, your good intention for attention is gaining praise, rats, they're living in the infirmary, rats, and they've been crawling all over me, rats, we feed them in the infirmary, rats, and they've been crawling all over me
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