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Everybody's digging up all this sci-fi nonsense on Rats.
It's about killing/ending the love of your life. No more options, nothing more to say. Freeze. You've been tricked into it against your own will. Circumstances have come to be, she called it love too alright, and lead you to believe she'd be your reason why, but now is leaving, she's ratting on you, a cold suicide. Now let me place you in my past, with other precious toys.
You could be my open road
You could be the reason why
You could ease my heavy load
But i'm gonna freeze you out now
She left you with no other option. It's hurting you bad. This one meant the world to you, and she always will. 'So if you're ever feeling lowdown in the fractured sunshine, I'll help you feel the noise.' Even after ratting on you.
Everybody's rats to somebody.
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The true test, after all, is to be like everyone else. Once that happens, he no longer has to question his singularity. He is free—not only of others, but of himself.
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