I no longer feel anything They changed my feed without asking Something about it tastes different It no longer makes me happy Flavour of the day is rage Tomorrow is pain Tuesday What lies at the bottom of the tray? Just a dark reflection of my face In the dark reflection of my face My eyes are no longer a pig's They are those of the human I was before I turned to this Don't tell me how to feed my pigs Don't tell me how to feed my pigs, yeah Don't tell me how to feed my pigs (And while I'm at it, while I'm at it, listen to me) I no longer feel anything They changed my feed without asking Something about it tastes different It no longer makes me happy Flavour of the day is rage Tomorrow's apocalyptic What lies at bottom of the screen? Just a dark reflection of my face In the dark reflection of my face My eyes are no longer a pig's They are those of the human I was before I turned to this I was before I turned to this Don't tell me how to feed my pigs Don't tell me how to feed my pigs, yeah Don't tell me how to feed my pigs (And while I'm at it, while I'm at it, listen to me) Don't tell me how to feed my pigs Don't tell me how to feed my pigs, yeah Don't tell me how to feed my pigs (And while I'm at it, while I'm at it, listen to me) Don't tell me how to feed my pigs Don't tell me how to feed my pigs, yeah Don't tell me how to feed my pigs (And while I'm at it, while I'm at it, listen to me)