Lyrics:

Small hours
Ringing hollow
This bitter truth
Is hard to swallow

What the hell have I done with my life
Why on Earth did I waste so much time
Worrying, slaving, and towing the line
We're all just rats racing into our graves

Once you realize it's far too late
We're all just rats racing into our graves
Once I realized that it was far too late
I've got no skin in this game

Ignore my ignorance
Pretend I don't care
Dark haunting memories
I'm fully aware
Of the snakes in my bed
The ghosts in my head
Rare diseases of the mind
Decaying what is left of time

On my way to the animal farm
Delirum spiral
A soul survival
Barb wire borders building our walls
Curse the plague that's yet to, yet to come
The bitter truth is hard to swallow
Wading into oblivion

Small hours
Ringing hollow
Life will lead
And death will follow

Old bag of bones
No one to blame
My heart is crying out
Calling your name
I've grown so jaded
Scared, sick, and tired
Hourglass sands slipping down to the wire

On my way to the animal farm
Delirum spiral
A soul survival
Barb wire borders building our walls
Curse the plague that's yet to, yet to come
The bitter truth is hard to swallow
Wading into oblivion

Wailing and twisting in the eye of the storm
Staring at me through a thick locust swarm
Devour everything
Mercy for nothing
Rare diseases of the mind
Decaying what is left of time

Ignore my ignorance
Pretend I don't care
Dark haunting memories
I'm fully aware
Of the snakes in my bed
The ghosts in my head
Rare diseases of the mind
Decaying what is left of time