Pigface - Insect/Suspect lyrics

Thumb through the coins spill the gas
Take a whiff pick a cause
Check your watch take a risk
Strike a match
The stitching in your pocket won't hold
Shake a fist run a chase
Check the list take a blow to the face

Stinger insects, stacked-up subject
Shot to the leg, never lookin’ for a suspect
Eyes to the conflict
Run across the grass quick
Insect inject, back to the subtext
Second and ten, never less than perfect
It never fails, when the flag turns black
Through the skin of a convict, born to harass
Setting fire to the flag
But the thing never ends it

Beg for the scraps stack 'em on
Steal a gun load 'em up
No lead? Skip a loop just for fun
So you want to be sicker, or just sick?
Take your pick check the box
Know the talk find a window
Throw a rock

Stinger insects, stacked-up subject
Shot to the leg, never lookin’ for a suspect
Eyes to the conflict
Run across the grass quick
Insect inject, back to the subtext
Second and ten, never less than perfect
It never fails, when the flag turns black
Through the skin of a convict, born to harass
Setting fire to the flag
But the thing never ends it

So hot to look lost show the tag
What's it cost? Suck it in
Spit it out cinch the noose, end the doubt
Sleep in your dreams
Ask your friends what it means
Find the gap’s overlaps
Who you are in between grab like a kid
Pack your bags slam the lid
Take a hit off the smoke
That you already choke
Like a dog you just scratch
For an answer to anything
Answer for everything buried in lies

Stinger insects, stacked-up subject
Shot to the leg, never lookin’ for a suspect
Eyes to the conflict
Run across the grass quick
Insect inject, back to the subtext
Second and ten, never less than perfect
It never fails, when the flag turns black
Through the skin of a convict, born to harass
Setting fire to the flag
But the thing never ends it
Stinger insects, stacked-up subject
Shot to the leg, never lookin’ for a suspect
Eyes to the conflict
Run across the grass quick
Insect inject, back to the subtext
Second and ten, never less than perfect
It never fails, when the flag turns black
Through the skin of a convict, born to harass
Setting fire to the flag
But the thing never ends it

See the ugly one in let the insects win
Retching pregnant bride when the insects win