Words of a madman

Two rabbits are going at it in my front yard
I tried getting off but I ain't getting hard
Because pigs are my preferred sexual tool
The way they oink when i thrust is too fucking cool.

Did I mention I'm alone?
Yup,
I sit here all day and moan
And think of how every time I ejaculate: that's one child wasted
Every abortion: another child didn't make it
But let's face it
That's life
It ain't right but there's no way to change it

You know what I see in the mirror?
Myself
I bet you thought I would've said something else
Something sick and twisted because that's what you expected
But now I've said this would you believe that I meant it?

Mean what? Says you
Exactly, says I
You wanted the truth so I said what's on my mind

And no one else could fill that void
I could've made sense, but what would be the point?