Year Of The Pig

Damned to wear your lies like necklaces of lead

Would you drag this lake

And pull me out

If I sank with them

No



If it makes your eyes roll back

Roll back in your head then I

I hope that you burn up

Before you hit the ground



Now I see through you

And there's nowhere for the pig to hide

I'm that crucifix around your neck

I'm bullshit (like you)



If it makes your eyes roll back

Roll back in your head then I

I hope that you burn up

Before you hit the ground



If it makes your eyes roll back

Roll back in your head then I

I hope that you burn up

Before you hit the ground



The ground (x3)