Hard Pig

Get in the car boy.

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Light and motion

Empty highway

Moving forward

Feeling my weight

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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

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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 [ ? ]

I take the matches from my pocket.

Yeah, i strike one.

I count to ten.

And i let the matches fall.

I let the matches fall.

[i'm a hard pig...]