those chariots, racing your run, autographing flooded slums.
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those chariots, they never sleep, chased you down a lilac's lung.
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rat rider!
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rat rider!
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rat tails just sprout from your scalp.
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those chariots, they're closing in, made your wife from diesel fumes.
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those chariots with megaphones threw a bachelor party for you.
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rat rider!
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rat rider!
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soaked fur just dyes our dirty talk.
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every fang is polished gag-colored green like a sun so sick it only shines when it sinks.
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your mother's tethered to the tv set.
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your father's doing push-ups in the driveway again.
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we want a coupon for a discount dream.
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we want a forest just like a museum where the leaves are priceless antiques,
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memorabilia from a century kidnapped by grief.
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rat rider!
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c'mon, rat rider!
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those chariots stamp their ID on disappointment's sobbing chords.
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those chariots trampled new filth on fantasies you can't afford.
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rat rider!
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rat rider!
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cold claws just ransacked your pockets.
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Rat Rider
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| The Blood Brothers |
