Rat
It’s like a rat digging in his brain
When he though everything was ok
It is just a matter of time that reality
Make him face all his misery
Broken voices he can’t silence
Makes him stagger to nowhere
Chances have all passed away
So night becomes the best place
You thought there’s no soul
But tonight you can’t sleep
All the money you have earned
Makes you feel like shit!!!
The rat he can’t control is now
The owner of his nomadic soul
Yearning for an ever ending night
He gets blind drunk ‘cause he’s lost
No intention in opening his eyes again
Bottles keep him company towards fate
Light won’t even forgive cowards
Let’s go!!
You thought there’s no soul
But tonight you can’t sleep
All the money you’ve earned
Makes you feel like shit!!!
Hard hangover when he awakes
Dried mouth, burning headache
Lying down in a lost and sandy land
He lights clumsy his last broken cigarette
In the first bench he finds he’ll sit
With amnesia and still feeling sick
One more night left before Monday
When I’ll be again the Devil’s Lawyer
When I’ll be again the Devil’s Lawyer!!
RAT!!