We make our own graves
Digging through the dirt sifting soil under earth
We pave our own ways
Crawling on the concrete, heaving 'til it hurts
We face our own pain
And we do it with closed eyes, open mouths, and white lies
The devil in the detail's feeding us lines
We're too quick to take a tip from the sick
The improvised prescription's not a permanent fix
We just reach and grab, grab and reach
To sterilize our senses in the solace we seek
We just reach and grab, grab and reach
Receding from reality with trembling teeth
We concede
Trapped like rats, fast
Stuck to a glue trap
The poison we're pursuing is what's keeping us back
Like rats, fast
Stuck to a glue trap
The poison we're pursuing is what's keeping us
Trapped like rats
credits
from Trapped Like Rats,
track released July 15, 2011
Billy Mitchell - Drums
Jason Lee - Bass
Mike Hansen - Guitar
Tyler Barrett - vocals
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