Rats in the Infirmary

Out of the woodwork keeping hidden where they hide
 Par for the course the highest horse on which they ride
 The devil's grin, illness is in so claim your prize
 Without the facts on track samaratism dies
 I've got this chronic fever
 You'll cure me non-believers
 Still ill and rehabilitated
 By those sick enough to have created
 Symbols of sanity decreasing year by year
 Inflated vanity you learn to hold so dear
 Opposite, synonymous, withholding every truth
 I live to tell the tale for I am living proof
 Rats
 They're living in the infirmary
 Rats
 And they've been crawling all over me
 Rats
 We feed them in the infirmary
 Rats
 And they've been crawling all over me
 We're just part of the smallest fraction
 Not worthy of any reaction
 Without a clue you're over medicated
 By those sick enough to have created
 I'm not a stranger to the threat of every modern day
 Never got the facts on track and time will win this race
 Each tragic accident there's a hero in its place
 Your good intention for attention is gaining praise
 Rats
 They're living in the infirmary
 Rats
 And they've been crawling all over me
 Rats
 We feed them in the infirmary
 Rats
 And they've been crawling all over me