Swine - Idiot Stare

What I think is I don’t think

What I feel is I don’t feel

What I take, you can’t take

What you won’t give, I will steal

They caught you playing with pigs

You can lie down with me

Watch your step in the mud

You’ve got shit on your knees

Now I’ve messed my bed

Is that blood on the sheets?

The bodies lie where they may

Fallen down to my conceit

They crowned you queen of the low

But can they tell if you ache?

Now the numbness is gone

They’ll feel the pain when they wake

When you’re on your back

Will you squeal for me?

You’re face down in the mud

Consumed by all your greed