Rife contradictions
Come talk to me, you pompous pig
Look me in the eye and speak
Why don’t you?
Speak not of your victimized self
But of the truth you spew forth
Unto the seemingly stupid naive women
CHORUS:
You don’t even know yourself
You claim to be all-knowing
but your confusion hails rife with
utter desolated emptiness
Your lies never cease to amaze me
You speak of truth
Yet all that escapes your mouth
are paralleled lies, contradictions
CHORUS
Come talk to me, you pompous pig
Look me in the eye and speak
Why don’t you?
Talk not of your supposedly changed self
But of the lies you spit doggedly
unto the uncouth solitary woman
CHORUS
