Laurence Overmire - Pig Heart lyrics

People are getting uglier All the time Have you noticed? Is it so hard to miss The self-serving secrets in a Deceiving eye The jowls fat with pleasures s**ed out of a dry well of Insufficient solitude The crack of our egos whipped Into the crippled backs of Groundlings Taking the stage with flat-footed Fury Saber wits cutting holes in worn Fabrics, too weak to darn The needing sock How foul the odor from our Reeking tongue The hairy shirt we wear Laced with maggots Throws us back in a reap of penitence To the Darkest Ages of our once Subliminal past.