Gristle - Gaza

They used you to clean up tears after a Thrice show

Fucking belt buckles everywhere

Never digesting anything is a hell of a diet plan

Here come the suit-bitches

I watched them hollow out horses

Run

They gored me once with a diverse portfolio

Put a dollar in the box

It’s across for show (It's across for show, and it’s down to go)

And down to go (It's across for show, and it’s down to go)

It’s across for show (It's across for show, and it’s down to go)

And down to go (It's across for show, and it’s down to go)

I’m going to throw gristle at my guts

It’s like the sink of finding a lump

I’ve got your black plague right here

How long before the pain-junkies storm the gates?

God

God

God

God

It danced on us

Like black lung

Before our hearts gave out

Put a dollar in the box

It grew on us

It grew up like a sister

While every time

Celebrating your neck

It’s across for show (It's across for show)

And down to go (It's across for show, and it’s down to go)

It’s across for show (And it’s down to go)

And down to go (It's across for show, and it’s down to go)

Pray it’s malignant, prey it’s malignant

Pray it’s malignant, prey it’s malignant

Pray it’s malignant, prey it’s malignant

Pray it’s malignant, prey it’s malignant