Pluralone
Rat Bastards at Every Turn
I mind when you say
That you hate everyone
You know that's not true
I mind when you say
The biggest problem is other people
Since when are you and I so far apart?
Conversation
Suffering
Broken
Broken mirror
Delusion
Abrasive
Unforgiving
Haven't ever the time
To make meaning
It feels like such a waste of time
You say you're trying
The con, the fusion of
Out of sight, out of mind
I mind being singled out
Amongst the entire human race
Rat bastards at every turn
There can't be
Rat bastards at every turn
Like rats, like rats, they're everywhere
Always someone around
Everywhere
Every time I fall in love
Every time I go out into the world
Yet despise everyone
Run runaway
We're all running in the same wheel
Same boat, wheelhouse
It's psychotic
I try to get through
To you
So often
It feels like a waste of time
Both sides
Rat bastards
I try and I try
I mind you trying to drive
A wedge between yourself and the rest of the world
Before the fall gravity defy
Maybe someday
We'll figure out
How to live in the world
With everybody else
There can't be
Rat bastards at every turn
You're telling me
Rat bastards at every turn
As far as the eye can see
Rat bastards at every turn