P.F. (Explicit)

Suffocating me is a presence

That takes up so much space

In my lungs that I can't afford

To breathe fresh air

So damn indulgent

To one's self, it would

Do anything to be seen

****er is a wretch

Who won't leave

If you listen

With a grin or scowl

You'll just have to wait

'Til it leaves when you're

Talking to the pig ****er

Pig ****er

Mouth runner

Cut the chatter

Pig ****er

It doesn't matter

Pig ****er

Tears bleed from the swine

Under the butcher's knife

Greed turned into meal

A plea to live, it squeals

This time it won't be getting it's wish

Laid out on the table and

Begging to a crowd of

Us with hungry eyes

I grant it the right to die

Eaten alive

****er's on the spit

'til it burns with an

Apple in between it's jaws

You'll just have to wait

To chow down when you

Immolate the pig ****er

AAUUGGHH!

I don't wanna hear you talk any more

I don't wanna feed the attention boar

I'm not holding me accountable

Sometimes you just gotta take a bite

When it's squealing it's grating

And it won't ****ing shut up!

Shut up!

Shut up!

Shut up!

Pig ****er

Mouth runner

Cut the chatter

Pig ****er

Silver platter

Pig ****er