No Rest For the Wicked

It's quiet now on the edge of town food is scarce on the land There's a turbulence something stirring How can you even face it no rest for the wicked they travel in packs as a wolf every corner they will follow hearts are filled with bitter sorrow they hide behind a squeeky wheel others insist as no big deal they can't help you cause they can't help themselves searching through the garbage for truth fall under the hiden garb of compromise can't we see through those lies they stay up all night with fright in search of blood dripping blood off of side the evil run away to hide when they see the light falling on deaf ears they falls with bitter tears.