Rats in the Cellar

Scratches and noises, there in my head The heavy breathing all around me, it's the monsters I rock back and forth holding my head, its all in my head I claw into my face what wrong with me I hear the heavy breathing again, it's me I know it's my rats in the cellar crawling to the top I can't see in the pitch black night I flare as I start in tears as I pull on my hair I feel the monsters and I feel the fright They are breaking the chains I put upon them I know that they are growing and I want to stay I scream at the top of my lungs I want my strife to stay locked I want my pain gone I want to keep my vanity It's the mice in my head It's the sanity rising...