Third Alternative

My hands up to the maker

My head's down in the bomb

I swim in bloated vision

And I kiss you on the phone

My heart beats so atomic

And I spill the sweat of drones

A mouth screams to a hundred

And my lips split all alone

Sometimes

I think this pig will just explode

Sometimes

I hope this torture just goes on

Well, I'll stuff myself in a pit of darkness

And I'll slam 'til

I can't see home

Would you like to hope for

EdenThat I keep a steady hand?

Do you want to milk the syrup

Of a thousand year old man?

Shall we **** each other's babies

Let momentum do its best?

Keep our shrieking little urges

In our burned out little heads

Well, I sense a slight recoil

Was it something that

I saidSometimes

I think this pig will just explode

Sometimes

I hope this torture just goes on

Well, I'll stuff myself in a pit of darkness

And I'll slam 'til

I can't see home

Dropping off the edge of nowhere

Everything

I've ever known

I've ever known

I've ever known

I've ever known

I've ever known

I've ever known

This is what you asked for

Now this is what you'll get

Sometimes

I think this pig will just explode

Sometimes

I hope this torture just goes on

Well, I'll stuff myself in a pit of darkness

And I'll slam 'til

I can't see home

Dropping off the edge of nowhere

Everything

I've ever known

I've ever known

I've ever known

I've ever known...