Hard Pig

Light and motion
Empty highway
Movin' forward
Feeling my weight
Sound and tension
Teaching me time
Holdin' me down
Breaking my ass
There is no light
There is no light
Death is the hard song
There is no light
Death is the hard song
Why make me a sinner when I do just what you say?
Why call me a killer if I give myself away?
I give up
I am reborn
Feeling new weight
I’m born of motion
Born of hate
There is no wrong
There is no right
There is no light
Death is the hard song
Why make me a sinner when I do just what you say?
Why call me a killer if I give myself away?
Why make me a sinner when I do just what you say?
Why call me a killer if I give myself away?
I slam in sideways through the door
Sleek, but not sober
Something in me open, unfinished
I pull the sheet back off your unconscious form
Shed the liquor from my Coke bottle
I get what I came for
I find closure, I achieve cluthes
I take the matches from my pocket
Yeah, I strike one
I count to ten
And I let the matches fall (I'm a hard pig)
I let the matches fall (I'm a hard pig)
I’m a hard pig
I’m a hard pig
I’m a hard pig
I’m a hard pig
I’m a hard pig
I’m a… hard pig
I’m a… hard pig
I’m a… hard pig
I’m a… hard pig