My hands up to the maker, my head´s down in the bomb
I swim in bloated vision, and I kiss you on the phone
My heart beats so atomic, and I spill the sweat of drones
A mouth screams to a hundred, and my lips split all alone
Sometimes I think this pig will just explode
Sometimes I hope this torture just goes on
Well I´ll stuff myself in a pi of darkness
And I´ll slam ´till I can´t see home
Would you like to hope for Eden, that I keep a steady hand
Do you want to milk the syrup of a thousand year old man
Shall we fuck each other´s babies, let momentum do its best
Keep our shrieking little urges in our burned out little heads
Well I sense a slight recoil was it something that I said
Sometimes I think this pig will just explode
Sometimes I hope this torture just goes on
Well I´ll stuff myself in a pi of darkness
And I´ll slam ´till I can´t see home
Dropping off the edge of nowhere
Everything I´ve ever known
This is what you asked for
Now this is what you´ll get
Sometimes I think this pig will just explode
Sometimes I hope this torture just goes on
Well I´ll stuff myself in a pi of darkness
And I´ll slam ´till I can´t see home
Dropping off the edge of nowhere
Everything I´ve ever known
I´ve ever known
I´ve ever known
I´ve ever known