"Thug" lyrics - SWANS

The Only Real Thing's Misery
Submission Means You Get Murdered
You Get Revenge When You Wait For It
Frustrated Means You're Insane
He's A Dead Thing Under The Sheet
Causing Pain. Sex Turns Impotence Into Decay
Unconscious Repression Degrades The Real Thing
You Can't Kill A Criminal Need
You're Polluted With Fear You Need Comfort
You Can't Kill What You Don't See
You Cant' Think What You Don't Own
You Can't Rub What You Don't Recognize
You Don't Get What You Really Deserve
You Can't Fight If You Don't Feel It
Obedience Pays If You Use It Right
You Degrade Yourself When You Hide Your Fear
When You Eat Your Pain You Keep You Nerve
Use It Right
Or Don't Feel It
Use It Right Or Don't Feel It