Nothing Lyrics - Pig

I scrape my name off the seven skins of excess 

I hang my pickled brain on the rusty nail of 

Success 

I scratch my sodden skin stained eyes... 

I scratch my sodden skin stained eyes 

With the suffering of my kin and kind 

With the suffering of my kin and kind 

With the suffering my killing's kind 

My killing kind 

My killing kind 

My killing's kind 

My killing's kind 

I wanna know how you feel from the inside out 

I wanna know it feels out of my sinside 

On your inside 

I'm on the sinside 

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This is the anthem of the dispossessed 

This is the the endless chain that sprouts aggression 

This is the bigotry that grows and grows into 

Oppression 

I am the poison water that lies within your well 

These words are wind though you wear them well 

My wretched blade turns to your wrists 

Endows it with it's special gift 

I scratch my sodden skin stained eyes... 

I scratch my sodden skin stained eyes 

With the suffering of my killing kind 

My killing kind 

My killing kind 

My killing's kind 

My killing's kind 

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