They're all going out to meet inside an empty warehouse
to catch a plan to run me out of town
they'll come when i sleep
They'll circle the house put cyanide into the water pipes
wait till I walk out falling to my knees
to surround me

They they'll drive me out to the wasteland
to leave me for the wolves to eat my face
they'll sit and stare as the maggots eat out my eyeballs and my ears

They'll all laugh about it tomorrow
while my body's rotting and hollow
when the rats are finished I'm gone
nothing left except for my bones.