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