Social disorder in this place
Rat eat dog all up in ya face
No where to run nowhere to
Hide berried are notions of
Ambition or pride top is bottom
In respect of pain find a corner
Or else go insane sleep with
An eye open for it will be your
Turn to know who rules this
House it’s only a matter of
Time no ones a friend regardless
Of however they want to
Pretend eat or be eaten is
The only true thing so just
How hungry are you
Social disorder in this place