Rat

All of the beautiful monsters, live to stare at me
I inhale the deep in my lungs one by one by three
All of the crooked women, cling to me like gold
I don't have time to please them, so we all grow old

You must think that I'm somebody else
If you're trying to get answers out of me
You must think I know something I don't
Cause all I know is nothing comes for free

All of the carnival children, by their mother's sides
They read from Gideon's bible
And control you with their minds
All of the ruuined soldiers
Drown themselves in wine
You point to tell them where to kill
And the orders keep them blind

You must think that I'm somebody else
If you're trying to get answers out of me
You must think I know something I don't
Cause all I know is nothing comes for free