Year of the Rat

Reaching up to touch the sky

The sun, the centre of my mind

Hopes are high and time is wide

Dream of life on the other side

Take my chance to grab an inch

When something snares me I don't flinch

When it pulls I just pull back

I feel my liberty losing slack

Hunch my back and bear my teeth

I'll kill you to get the things I need

The push for more provokes the greed

I struggle for the space to breathe

Fight against this mass of scum

Trapped inside their vinculum

Hopes of plenty turned to none

All the bastards become one

This ball of fear that grows together

The want for freedom becomes the tether

A thousand rats and appetites pull

A thousand ways to bind it tighter

Feel the huddle intertwine

See our lives start to unwind

Feel the pressure closing in

See the world start to spin

Tails connect and pull apart

Friends whose tails strangle the hearts

Of friends whose tails are wrapped around

The necks of friends together bound

Honour fades from constant pain

Pull away to get stuck again

Only a broken mind can understand

That life's a trap when you're a rat