They're all going out
to meet inside an empty warehouse
to hatch 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

Then 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 eyelids and my ears
They'll sit and stare as the maggots eat out my eyelids 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,
bones, bones, bones