Rats

It's that thing you do with your eyes
But I have four
You like to talk, but I prefer to lay down
Forget about that we met
To bury my head in a mole of sand
Cry, forget about that we met

No, it's not about fear
It's not about fear

It's the way you are
But no, I survive
Forget about that we love

No, it's not about fear
It's not about fear
It's about you