Rat Race - Disfear

Can you hear the vultures circle

Above the living dead?

Cursed to live the 9 to 5

A struggle for their daily bread

I can taste the nausea

It’s on your breath

The way you’re livin' now

Will bring you to your death

I see the terror in your eyes

And I hear the horror in your cries

As you run around in circles

To save your sorry life

Like a rat in a cage

You panic from your daily grind

In suicidal rage

You live a life of constant strife