Swine - Lyrics - 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 *** 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