Rat Race Lyrics - Diploid Love - Brody Dalle

I got a gun pointed at the rat race 

Got my own private road to hell 

I got a tree, it grows money 

But it growing old and it's winter now 

I'm a sure fire assassin 

Not so sure of what I'm meant to do 

Am I meant to kill? Am I meant to thrill? 

I'm gonna burn this city down 

This city run me around 

I'm gonna burn this town to the ground 

Ain't no worry, I'm all fired up 

Walk on air, thin air 

Come back down to us forever 

Don't leave now 

We'll rest together 

Your beating heart is down below