Eat with the Pigs

You pray for mercy like you deserve it
But you're not sorry for what you did
You're too proud to admit you're wrong
So you kneel and eat with the pigs

Are you ready to come home
All you got to do is turn
Turn back

Aren't you tired of what you're eating
Dont you want something real
Isn't your Father's house so much better
Than anything in this world

Are you ready to come home
All you got to do is turn
Turn back

Mud on my face I'm sick of this place
Time to admit I've lost this race
In with the pigs the game is rigged
Gotta get out of this dirty biz
I had it nice I had it right
Before I threw the towel in the fight
Now I know where I belong
Headin back to the Fathers home

Are you ready to come home
All you got to do is turn
Turn back



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Gazaway
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