I’ve been knocking down death’s door,
Begging for answers,
He’s getting fed up.
Sat surrounded by all these creatures
Sustaining themselves with nothing but fake love.

Become obsessed with the person you want to be,
Doesn’t mean anything.
Anything at all.

Don’t you ever break
Out of the rat cage?
They keep driving you up the wall
I’m screaming in their ear
But their empty gaze
Says they don’t hear me at all.
Don’t you ever break
Out of the rat cage?
I’m talking to the wall
Become the last thing
That you’d ever want to be
It doesn’t mean anything,
Anything at all.

I’ve been staring into God’s eyes,
Searching for meaning.
He’s started to blink.
Stuck in orbit staring down all these merciful butchers
Who can’t stand to think.

Become obsessed with the person you could’ve been,
Doesn’t mean anything,
Anything at all.
Draw your weapons as your drew your first breath,
Crack the whip until there’s nothing to crack it at left.

Don’t you ever break
Out of the rat cage?
They keep driving you up the wall
I’m screaming in their ear
But their empty gaze
Says they don’t hear me at all.
Don’t you ever break
Out of the rat cage?
I’m talking to the wall
Become the last thing
That you’d ever want to be
It doesn’t mean anything,
Anything at all.

If you want it, you can have it,
But it’s not yours.
This game’s a drug
And I’m an addict keeping score
Become obsessed with the excess,
Know that it never lets up.
It never lets up.
If you want it, you can have it,
But you’re dead now.
You turn your back on the movement,
And it gives out.
If the enemy is eyeing you,
You can’t pause.

There’s no running from it,
You’re a brand-new lost cause.
A brand-new lost cause.

If you care enough,
You’ve got to give it up.
If you want it to stop,
Then you’re halfway.
If you care enough,
You’ve got to give it up.
If you want it to stop,
Then you’re halfway.
If you care enough,
You’ve got to give it up,
You’ve got to break out
Out of the fake love.

Don’t you ever break
Out of the rat cage?
You might want to give it some thought.
Become the face of the emperor’s new clothes
It doesn’t mean anything
Unless you’ve got the gall.
Don’t you ever break
Out of the rat cage?
I can’t play this game anymore.
I thought I wanted to fly,
But now I’m drowning.
And it doesn’t mean anything,
Anything at all.