Creature on the wheel
How do you fill your days
Digging in the ground beneath me
(Beneath me)
Living in the filth of your wicked ways
Inventing your own gods above me
(Above me)
I am among the people,
Hunting like a f*cking weasel.
No
Nowhere to go
Nothing to show
Are you trapped inside my cage
Friend or foe
To and fro
Are you losing the rat race
Keeper of the seal
Guardian of the gate
The plague is growing thick around me
(Around me)
Quarry of mine in a weakened state
A rising of the bile inside me
(Inside me)
I am an abomination
Kingdom of Capitulation
No
Nowhere to go
Nothing to show
Are you trapped inside my cage
Friend or foe
To and fro
Are you losing the rat race
Hunting like a f*cking weasel
No
Nowhere to go
Nothing to show
Are you trapped inside my cage
Friend or foe
To and fro
Are you losing the rat race
Born to be a f*cking loser
Johnny Johnson - Rat Catcher Lyrics
Johnny Johnson - Rat Catcher Lyrics
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Creature on the wheel
How do you fill your days
Digging in the ground beneath me
(Beneath me)
Living in the filth of your wicked ways
Inventing your own gods above me
(Above me)
I am among the people,
Hunting like a f*cking weasel.
No
Nowhere to go
Nothing to show
Are you trapped inside my cage
Friend or foe
To and fro
Are you losing the rat race
Keeper of the seal
Guardian of the gate
The plague is growing thick around me
(Around me)
Quarry of mine in a weakened state
A rising of the bile inside me
(Inside me)
I am an abomination
Kingdom of Capitulation
No
Nowhere to go
Nothing to show
Are you trapped inside my cage
Friend or foe
To and fro
Are you losing the rat race
Hunting like a f*cking weasel
No
Nowhere to go
Nothing to show
Are you trapped inside my cage
Friend or foe
To and fro
Are you losing the rat race
Born to be a f*cking loser
How do you fill your days
Digging in the ground beneath me
(Beneath me)
Living in the filth of your wicked ways
Inventing your own gods above me
(Above me)
I am among the people,
Hunting like a f*cking weasel.
No
Nowhere to go
Nothing to show
Are you trapped inside my cage
Friend or foe
To and fro
Are you losing the rat race
Keeper of the seal
Guardian of the gate
The plague is growing thick around me
(Around me)
Quarry of mine in a weakened state
A rising of the bile inside me
(Inside me)
I am an abomination
Kingdom of Capitulation
No
Nowhere to go
Nothing to show
Are you trapped inside my cage
Friend or foe
To and fro
Are you losing the rat race
Hunting like a f*cking weasel
No
Nowhere to go
Nothing to show
Are you trapped inside my cage
Friend or foe
To and fro
Are you losing the rat race
Born to be a f*cking loser
Writer: John Johnson
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