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Living like a rat; dwelling in disease

Spreading a plague of lies

Your end will come with ease

Verbal decay, stomping down on your plastic life

Spitting forth; venomous tales

Sure you'll talk the talk

But broken legs won't walk

Verbal decay; stomping down on your palstic life

...Of shit

Keep your stories in check

Wear your lies around your neck

I'll pull the chain real tight

Choking out your life

Verbal decay; stomping down on your plastic life

Eyes of death open wide

Screams from your lungs

Reaching out to none

Eyes of death

As you die

Rising up

Crumbling down

Knees and legs break under your own weight

Rising up

To the ground