Rats on a telephone line Run past my window at night This my view. Same scenery. Nothing new Thought we'd escape society's trap Chased a dream. Caught a nightmare Once possibilities seemed endless Good intentions. Ruined lives Haunting memories unfolding around me Dirt in my nails from digging my own grave Ignore anger. Settle with fear Temperature is rising fast Bugs infesting our home again This is my view. Same scenery nothing new. Fate does its job unfolding around me Haunting memories always hang around