I walk alone and I get to thinking
Words gets around my armour is chinking
Cos someone I know is taking shots at me

Rumours unfold as black chinese whispers
Secrets and lies they're spreading are vicious
Cos that paper friend I know is sticking knives in me

Speaking the truth's the price of admission
Rats in my back they won't be forgiven
Deceptions a game I will not play with you

Choking you out, your windpipe I'm crushing
Price that you pay for building corruption
Rats in my back, I will not play this game with you

Oh no, I found those rats on my backyard again
Against me the plot deceitful sins