They're all going out to meet inside an empty warehouse to hatch a plan to run me out of town They'll come when I sleep They'll circle the house put cyanide into the water pipes wait till I walk out falling to my knees to surround me Then they'll drive me out to the wasteland to leave me for the wolves to eat my face They'll sit and stare as the maggots eat out my eyelids and my ears They'll sit and stare as the maggots eat out my eyelids and my ears They'll all laugh about it tomorrow while my body's rotting and hollow when the rats are finished I'm gone nothing left except for my bones, bones, bones, bones