Pigsty Lyrics - Cult - Bayside

Your name is dirt 

and I've got you under my nails, 

from clawing to freedom, 

I've been buried below your dark trails 

Do you know who you are? 

Are you having the time of your life? 

Well I hoped there would be a day I would see you get your desserts 

but baby there's still time 

So when you lose your mind, 

you'll find it at the bottom of the mess that's your life 

Go take your own advice 

Keep hoping that the lies never catch up to you in time 

Your name is filth 

Cause that's all you spew from your mouth 

Well I think that your moral compass is broke, 

it only points you south 

And I wear my scars 

like rings on a tree, 

there they are 

showing my age and proving where I've been so far 

So when you lose your mind, 

you'll find it at the bottom of the mess that's your life 

Go take your own advice 

Keep hoping that the lies never catch up to you in time 

I can't say for sure 

but it seems like you get more and more secure with every jab 

My life with you 

is like tying my own noose 

So when you lose your mind, 

you'll find it at the bottom of the mess that's your life 

Go take your own advice 

Keep hoping that the lies never catch up to you in time