Well I started out younger at things that people start younger at

 And a thousand days and nights of getting overexposed

 Then someone asks, "How do you sleep at night?"

 With the borrowed dreams from a broken past



 You keep runnin' away don't matter how fast or long

 You always wind up there

 Another thousand pileups in the ugly name of morality

 Fucking ugly, some creepy guy keeps asking

 "How the fuck do you sleep at night?"

 With a frozen dream and a borrowed hope that died



 Filth pig, filth pig

 I sleep with both eyes open

 Filth pig, filth pig



 I keep chasing this tail but the tail gets bigger go figure

 A thousand more stories keep the fires and flames alive

 So how the fuck do I dream at night?

 With the memories of a borrowed death, the guilty past

 Filth pig, filth pig

 He sleeps with both eyes open

 Filth pig, filth pig



 He sleeps all right because he's a

 Filth pig