Found some time to relax
Slip my socks off my shoes
Stretch my legs till they break
Rolled back over to sleep
Have your fun
You're complicated
We all bend time for our selfish needs
It didn't die
It slunk away, and now I feel quite sad
The week went on a whole year
Dreamt of big squealing rats
Scruffy black dirty fur
Driving all of us mad
The sadists had their big day, and we threw out all the cards, and told the gardeners to scram, and threw the rat off the roof
Told your friends, and all your neighbors of all the woes that won't leave you be
Won't let it die, it's slipped away and altered our discourse
I was wrong
I was wrong
I was wrong
I was wrong