Rats

I'm starting to notice all of these tails on people I know

And they weren't there over an hour ago

My ears are ringing with the sound of squeaking

And I swear I may be the very last man on earth

I smell a rat

I smell a slew of them

Skittering around the ceiling and the ground

And its not myself

So it must be everybody else

I smell a rat

Board the doors, I'm staying in tonight

Won't give in, give up, without a fight

Pick up an axe

Its time to fight for my life

I've got no one to come home to