Such an disturbed feeling, like a rat.
Not feeling like a rat,
is rather a rat inside.
Deep in my stomach,
crawling in my gut is a rat.
Under my skin it crawls,
it wonders, it bites
and graps with its claws.
Will leave an exit wound
that i will be afraid to show you.
It saw my heart, how does it look like?
A rat in a rat, I guess.
Can't throw you up,
i'd rather rip you out.
Not a rat, but a rat inside.
I'll eat poison, again.
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