Rat King Songtext
von Great American Ghost

We begin our lives
Believing that we are meaningful
Endlessly chasing our tails
In pointless circles
The rat kings
The death of the pack
The mountains
Of stones on our back
Life is lost without a sense of sight
At the end of the tunnel there′s no fucking light

Break me down
The storm within ourselves
Boils and burns us from inside
Pulls us down in an unforgiving tide
We are the ship that never sailed
Crawling until the nails tear apart
Shallow graves where our failures rest
The only end when you're cursed from the start


Faith is just a wish in a well
And don′t you wish you were someone else?
Existence inches from the fall
Of ever being anyone at all

Hope won't save us now
Lost souls without a purpose
Unaware that life is worthless
Everything comes crashing down
Hope won't save us now
And this I promise
Our world will find no solace
We all end up in the fucking ground
We all end up in the fucking ground

Faith is just a wish in a well
And don′t you wish you were someone else?
Anyone else, you coward

The rat kings
The death of the pack
The mountains
Of stones on our back
Life is lost without a sense of sight
At the end of the tunnel there′s no fucking light


Hope won't save us now
Lost souls without a purpose
Unaware that life is worthless
Everything comes crashing down
Hope won′t save us now
And this I promise
Our world will find no solace
We all end up in the fucking ground