(I start out you're in a daze(?)) and people start younger

(and ?)

In a thousand days and it's 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 ...... keep the fires and flames alive

So how the fuck do I dream at night?

With the memories of a borrowed death, the guilty tide

Filth pig, filth pig

He sleeps with both eyes open

Filth pig, filth pig

He sleeps all right because he's a

Filth pig