Have you heard the word on the street you’ve been
walking down? It says «Save yourself, my friend.» Write this
world an avenue & help yourself free of this sin, I’ll be
awaiting your ears, I don’t want to love you anymore, Have
you learned from the herd that you’ve gone and mingled
with? That help will not come round, Bite yourself with hope
to break the skin & bone that keep you here, this is my world
as I see fit & you will not live, Here they come, my dear, Last
chance piggy theres nobody in here, When the worst comes
a knockin’ then you better stand clear.
