I'm not alone, just feel like a shadow
Call it fate, I'm stuck in this state
Tangled myself in these silkened threads
Tucked in this mangled bed with this marbled pig's head

Hungry in this cell we've made for ourselves
Can you hear that sound? (hear that sound)
It's running through the ground (oh, the ground)

I'll show my teeth, pull the sword from the sheath
Started to drool down the side of your face
I thought we were made from love
Now we are eating our own rinds
Thought we were made from love
Now we are eating our own rinds

Hungry in this cell we've made for ourselves
Can you hear that sound? (hear that sound)
It's running through the ground (oh, the ground)

Hungry in this cell
Can you hear that sound?
It's running through the ground (oh, the ground)
It's the way we were made to be
Tripping on our own feet
'Cause we've poisoned those wells (poisoned those wells)
We dug for ourselves (dug for ourselves)

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Michael Milosh, Robin Hannibal