Be My Idol Then My Fall

She could have wanted to puke her guts out

To hate you, deny you, to blame you

To blame you for all

Remember! (the Piggie’s)

Remember (still rising)

Remember that you made her fall

She will forget nothing, but you make her grow

You made her crawl down and she’s sick of it all!

Sick! Sick! Sick! Sick of it all!

No, no choice to have,

Be my idol, then my fall

Here I am

And I rise, and I spit and I don’t even care

There you were

And you roots are my leaves

And your hell has been mine

Sorry, but I just won

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Hey hey hey

Piggiepiggiepiggiepieggie

(Not a « fuck you », just a « thank you », I am still alive/ I still clap clap clap )