The Pig

There's a bitter old man inside of my heart
 Whispering to my blackening soul
 Violence is praised
 Betrayal fuels it like a stale hunk of coal
 It's getting harder trying to see the positive side.
 It's getting harder trying to keep a rational mind.
 You've tried to see it my way
 Just to say you've wrestled with the truth.
 But now you're cursing your ambitious ways standing in my shoes.
 Because it owns you
 Don't it own you?
 You know it owns me
 Don't it own me too?
 There's a demon I fear on my shoulder I hear
 Mastering it's horrific plans
 The hard on for destruction and chaos drives me like it's renting a van.
 It's getting harder battling for total control
 It's getting harder trying to keep this pig on the road.