​clipping., Sickness - Body for the Pile lyrics

And it's stains in the wainscotting
Cracks in the baseboard
Arachnid in the corner serving up face
Like whose house you think this is?
Prism vision in low light
Scan prison tats on the back of a low-life
Lifeless
And a broke nose might just be done drippin'
Wet all night
It dries deep red on the off-white carpet
And a soft light arcs just above arm height
All white Vans placed on the floor
Pack of Pall Mall lights
Bite marks on a half sandwich with no crust
Mustard and mayonnaise
Lettuce and red cold cuts
Moonlight streams through window dust
It floats up to the ceiling fan that creaks
From rust as it labors to go 'round
Trying to catch that feeling
And the paint on it's base is peeling
And the taste in the air is faint but there
Just enough that the rats are nearing
'Cause where there's blood, there's
Feast and famine, makes murder a meal
And the cheap wall clock will
Stop at one shot
So he knew it was time to kill

Bust one shot if your blood's still pumping
Bust two shots if you're
Really 'bout something
Three little pigs and they can't do nothing
For the last time
You can't run, you just a body for the pile
Body for the pile
Body for the pile, body for the pile
You just a body for the pile
Body for the pile
And you should probably take your
Last breath right about now

Office highly decorated
Plastic frames around diplomas
All the commendations
Accommodating swivel chair where the
Blue-suited sir sit's slumped
Brains splattered, wall stained
Grey matter runs
Badge with his name makes blood on the tongue
'Cause it's pinned to his right cheek
Right where the gun must have first flirted
Before it was stuck in his mouth
Officer bleep with his brains blown out
Water pitcher with the ice, two glasses
One either side of the desk
The lipstick left on one
Appears to smile wide
And the slanted blinds are squinting
Just enough for the sunrise
To zebra stripe the room with light
He would have had to shield his eyes
But they wide open, no motion, no
He never flinched palms flat on the table
Didn't seem to move an inch
Fishbowl on the far side of the
Room where goldfish swims around
Suspicious of the gun that now sit's
In the bowl with him

Bust one shot if your blood's still pumping
Bust two shots if you're
Really 'bout something
Three little pigs and they can't do nothing
For the last time
You can't run, you just a body for the pile
Body for the pile
Body for the pile, body for the pile
You just a body for the pile
Body for the pile
And you should probably take your
Last breath right about now

Red and blue lights spinning on the corner
By the new fried chicken spot
Cop car hopped the curb then
Absurdly hit the hydrant
Which wouldn't stop
Spraying water that's dripping over
The face that's
Made it's way through the windshield
And cuttin' bleedin' the people
Leaving the scene
And saying they never seen him
Coming but he must have run the light
He never broke (Broke)
Hand is reaching for the gun
But couldn't get a hold (Hold)
So it's sitting limp up on
The dash and all the
Flashing of the cameras is lighting
Up the noontime cold
Overcast, broken glass on the concrete
The scent of gasoline
Hovers over the motor smoke and
The single broken bicycle spoke
Wheel still protruding
The medics moving the little twisted
Body to bag it up
Detective notices the traffic
Camera then calls the station to back it up
And somewhere the screams turn into sobs
And the sirens mix with the howls of dogs
And from the water, the rolling fog
Scented wet as the breath of God
They say in the greyscale city
Where the skies are
Scraped and the days are pretty much shaded
You never know the faithful
They walk and they pray
And there's one less lung sucking air today
So

Bust one shot if your blood's still pumping
Bust two shots if you're
Really 'bout something
Three little pigs and they can't do nothing
For the last time
You can't run, you just a body for the pile
Body for the pile
Body for the pile, body for the pile
You just a body for the pile
Body for the pile
And you should probably take your
Last breath right about now