Rat Race (Disfear)

Can you hear the vultures circle, Above the living dead? Cursed to live the 9 to 5 A struggle for their daily bread I can taste the nausea It's on your breath The way you're livin' now Will bring you to your death I see the terror in your eyes And I hear the horror in your cries As you run around in circles To save your sorry life Like a rat in a cage You panic from your daily grind In suicidal rage You live a life of constant strife