Rat King (feat. Johnny Whitney)

Broken down, under this heat,
Palms covering for me,
My nights are spent on going off,
But I’d give it back without a thought
I’m changing my mind whether tails or heads,
I’m minding my change, using credit instead, but you’re
Sewing me up, washing the scalpel, running in circles a rat and an owl,
You are the one who wants me dead
Blame your heart for the things that cost,
More money than you lost,
The only thing that you can trust,
Is eventually you’ve had enough
I’m changing my mind whether tails or heads,
I’m minding my change, using credit instead, but you’re
Sewing me up, washing the scalpel, running in circles a rat and an owl,
You are the one who wants me dead
My time in the dark, given nowhere to bloom,
Rat king of the park, got my tail all confused,
And who would have thought, what we’d curl up into
Rat king of the park, now we’re coming for you