Well, okay!
I point the finger at you, scream until my face is blue
But you still hate everything
I point the finger at you, beau monde through and through
But you still hate everything

Turn the lights on, watch them scatter
Exterminate the idle chatter

I point the finger at you until you're cold, dead and blue
But you still hate everything

If you're right, it feels good to be wrong
Raised fist and a fuck-you song
If you're right, it feels good to be wrong
Slaughtering the pigs

How do you sleep?
Yeah, how do you sleep?
How do you sleep?
Yeah, how do you sleep?

I point the finger at you, you don't have a fucking clue
And you still hate everything
I point the finger at you, doesn't matter what I do
'Cause you still hate everything

I turn the lights on, I watch them scatter
Exterminate the idle chatter

I point the finger at you, lie and lie until it's truth
But you still hate everything

If you're right, it feels good to be wrong
Raised fist and a fuck-you song
If you're right, it feels good to be wrong
Slaughtering the pigs
How do you sleep?

No change, no shift, no rest
There is no war without warriors
No change, no shift, no rest
There is no war without warriors

If you're right, it feels good to be wrong.
Raised fist and a fuck-you song.
If you're right, it feels good to be wrong.
Slaughtering the pigs

How do you sleep?
Yeah, how do you sleep?
Yeah, how do you sleep?
How do you sleep?
How do you sleep?
Yeah, how do you sleep?
How do you sleep?
How do you plead? Motherfucker!