they don t eat, don t sleep
they don t feed, they don t seethe
bare their gums when they moan and squeak
lick the dirt off a larger one s feet
they don t push, don t crowd
congregate until they re much too loud
fuck to procreate till they are dead
drink the blood of their so called best friend
they don t scurry when something bigger comes their way
don t pack themselves together and run as one
don t shit where they re not supposed to
don t take what s not theirs, they don t compare
they don t scam, don t fight
don t oppress an equals given rights
starve the poor so they can be well fed
line their holes with the dead ones bread
they don t scurry when something bigger comes their way
don t pack themselves together and run as one
don t shit where they re not supposed to
don t take what s not theirs, they don t compare...
they don t scurry when something bigger comes their way
don t pack themselves together and run as one
don t shit where they re not supposed to
don t take what s not theirs, they don t compare...
rats...they don t compare
rats...they don t compare
ben, the two of us need look no more
ben, the two of us need look no more

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