Squealing Pigs

Make a cup with your hands to take a drink
 In the same way that your father did
 And throw a stone upon the river's lid
 Watch the circles take you home
 Blow the smoke and watch it leave your lungs
 And high or not, think of what you've done
 Have you not considered life beneath the thumb?
 Or flying solo in your home?
 'Cause sometimes it's who, not what you do
 Just 'cause your father did doesn't mean that you should too
 I don't want to lose you
 Don't go away from here
 It's that sinking feeling of being alone
 And it's the way it makes you screech
 And pulls the skin off your bones
 And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor
 Will you still know me in a year?
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 Don't you think about your actions?
 Counter-weight dire reactions?
 Zero soul, you're a loser's son
 But don't you go away from here
 Your mind's a mine-field in a minor way
 Don't just fall in like some mindless stray
 "We're your friends, you see" is what they say
 Don't you go away from here
 Yeah, it's that sinking feeling of being alone
 And it's the way it makes you screech
 And pulls the skin off your bones
 And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor
 Will you still know me in a year?
 It's that sinking feeling of being alone
 And it's the way it makes you screech
 And pulls the skin off your bones
 And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor
 Will you still know me in a year?
 Yeah, it's that sinking feeling of being alone
 And it's the way it makes you screech
 And peels the skin off your bones
 And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor
 Will you still know me in a year?