Thistle

I guess I don't know who is to blame

What could I do?

What could I do with no heart, no pain?

To the abyss went all of your dreams

You let 'em go

You let 'em be something else

Dissolved in the cesspit of your being

You were never gonna' be freed

'Cause the pig man's big

Put that money deep in your pocket

Sleep with the light on

Kept your thief on a tight leash

Street after street he lurked at a distance

Feet were consistent

Crept with the swag of a piston

The disciple with no resistance

Infected with thoughtless conviction

But that doesn't mean you wouldn't ask a favor

You'd been trapped all in that room

It took two years pay your way out

I know people can change

But you'll never find me

Still spouting that same fucking bullshit

I've the last line!

It keeps me believing

That I was chosen from the Bleak Beyond

To partake in the greatest experiment

The world of science has ever seen!

I let an angel pick me up

It made me walk the line

I let it reach into my soul to extract the one thing

I never had the confidence to notice

I guess I don't know who is to blame

What could I do?

What could I do with no heart, no pain?

To the abyss went all of your dreams You let 'em go

You let 'em be something else

Dissolved in the cesspit of your being

What's inside's outside

I ran the tests until I got it fucking right!

You're the type of man who keeps his shoes polished bright

You made us stray from the path

To abandon our posts

Steep was the slope you had cherished the most

But you still don't get it

So, that's why you lie here with a buzz saw in your skull

You'll never be freed!

You're a big, pig man

Got so much money in your pocket

Talked a whole lot of shit for a man of elegance

You always kept it clean

You had a pistol just for me

On the chance that you escaped

To tell the world what you have seen

They'll never know just what it means to be this great!

But this is the end of the fucking line, bitch!

I guess I don't know who is to blame

What could I do?

What could I do with no heart, no pain?

To the abyss went all of your dreams

You let 'em go

You let 'em be something else

Dissolved in the cesspit of your being

How long?