I no longer feel anything
They changed my feed without asking
Something about it tastes different
It no longer makes me happy
Flavour of the day is rage
Tomorrow is pain Tuesday
What lies at the bottom of the tray?
Just a dark reflection of my face
In the dark reflection of my face
My eyes are no longer a pig's
They are those of the human
I was before I turned to this
Don't tell me how to feed my pigs
Don't tell me how to feed my pigs, yeah
Don't tell me how to feed my pigs
(And while I'm at it, while I'm at it, listen to me)
I no longer feel anything
They changed my feed without asking
Something about it tastes different
It no longer makes me happy
Flavour of the day is rage
Tomorrow's apocalyptic
What lies at bottom of the screen?
Just a dark reflection of my face
In the dark reflection of my face
My eyes are no longer a pig's
They are those of the human
I was before I turned to this
I was before I turned to this
Don't tell me how to feed my pigs
Don't tell me how to feed my pigs, yeah
Don't tell me how to feed my pigs
(And while I'm at it, while I'm at it, listen to me)
Don't tell me how to feed my pigs
Don't tell me how to feed my pigs, yeah
Don't tell me how to feed my pigs
(And while I'm at it, while I'm at it, listen to me)
Don't tell me how to feed my pigs
Don't tell me how to feed my pigs, yeah
Don't tell me how to feed my pigs
(And while I'm at it, while I'm at it, listen to me)