Rats in a Bucket - Heart Attack Man

There’s a price on your head

You sold out yourself like you sell out your friends

Matter-of-factly and candid

Appears the people who loved you took for granted

All the red flags and warning signs

Flying so flagrantly, obvious in hindsight

Now I see them miles away

I won’t entertain your bullshit or give you the time of day

Your love fell by the wayside

Just like you got in for free

I don’t care how long I’ve known you

Stop fucking talking to me

I have no time for snitches and cowards

Uproot the weeds from the flowers

It’s all come down to this

A corpse’s worth of bones to pick

Cross your name off my hit list

Put you out of your misery and out of my head

Rip you off, you’ve become parasitic

Clinging for life to the minutes

Drowning rats in a bucket

All the wicked ones in time will get weeded out

The fear in the pit of your stomach

Hold it close like you love it

I don’t owe you anything

I don’t owe you anything

I don’t owe you anything

I don’t owe you anything

Exchanging pleasantries

(I don’t owe you anything)

With all my enemies

It makes no sense to me

(I don’t owe you anything)

It makes no sense to me

They’re fucking dead to me

(I don’t owe you anything)

They’re fucking dead to me

Cross your name off my hit list

Put you out of your misery and out of my head

Rip you off, you’ve become parasitic

Clinging for life to the minutes

Drowning rats in a bucket

All the wicked ones in time will get weeded out

The fear in the pit of your stomach

Hold it close like you love it