People's words are like treadmills...

They've walked 17 miles and still haven't gotten anywhere...

Growing seeds that cluster in the rain...

Where lightning strikes their world down...

I carve carrots for these animals...

As they hop their way to freedom,

But they don't stop and look around...

A field of mantises praying for a better day...

For a better day...

...

A bayou is where I watch the swamp,

So many trapped and worried about the crocodiles...

Watching their every move...

Don't swim too fast in this life...

I bet you don't want your fur wet...

You've got to protect that shell of yours,

A vase made of value...

Can't sell it anywhere,

But you did...

And now we're trapped in the same rabbit hole...

Together...

Waiting for the sun to forgive us...

...

Crying is all you do now,

Regret is what you breathe...

It's taking away my oxygen...

Drown and suffer in this sulfur you created...

That can't be sedated...

That can't be related...

Not a family in site...

Not a finger on the mountain side...

Only shadows that we pretend are there...

And they rush to us coming from everywhere...

And as they tear on our bodies...

And our souls,

And our minds...

And our hearts...

We still can't seem to bare the better days...

...

So if you don't mind,

Please stop showing your friends your satanic ritual...

I'm sure they value life in a different way...

And you will even find out,

That ears don't hold hearts,

And hearts don't hold consciousness...

"It's not the style"

Gotta be, "Tough and wild"

"Suffer and smile"

Make yourself a marionette for the audience...

But please,

Oh, please...

Leave the toxic waste behind...

Because no one wants to see that...

When the curtains pull,

Everyone will leave and be ashamed,

Because they can't hop in the same mud you came from...

...

So until then,

I must leave you...

Not because of you,

But because a door has to be closed,

Too much of my selflessness is being recorded...

I gotta press pause...

Turn off the lights,

And open up my windows...

...

Be free, toxic bunny...

Maybe one day you will see that heaven you dream of...

Be free, toxic bunny...

I know you will be alright...

Be free, toxic bunny...

Hop into your hole and cry with a bowl of ice cream...

Be free, toxic bunny...

You were never bad, but you never listened...

To the laws of your souls...

They stay shackled,

But I know you can make it out alright

Be free.