What Doesn't Kill You Will Make You a Killer - Rabbit Junk

I eat like clockwork

And I breathe like clockwork

And I sleep like clockwork

And I kill like clockwork

And I think like clockwork

And I feel like clockwork

And I fuck like clockwork

And I kill like clockwork

Sum Grrl is back

Cutting pink through the black

Seein' right through the bullshit that makes you weak, makes you attack

You think that you’re all hardcore

'Cause you make and break the rules for all

Drowning out my voice, with your macho propaganda

Hold it right there

We gonna get a few things square

Bein' hard ain’t about your stare

That tired posture that you wear

A real man ain’t scared

When the game is fair

When you’re locking eyes with an equal

And you know she is aware

Clockwork killer

Hundred percent no filler

I’m a clockwork killer

Hundred percent no filler

Clockwork

Killer

What doesn’t kill you will make you a killer

Hone your anger 'til it cuts through bone

Blacked out, bloody-mouthed, the plan has gone South

And you’re gonna go to all alone

What doesn’t kill you will make you a killer

What doesn’t kill you will make you a killer

Your eyes are screaming that you’re high on rage

Nails, splinters, glowing embers

How you arrived, you don’t remember

And you’re never going back in that cage

What doesn’t kill you will make you a killer

Another minute, another soul — whoa-oh-oh-oh

Another minute, another soul — whoa-oh-oh-oh

I just can’t let you go — whoa-oh-oh-oh

Another minute, another soul — whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh

Clockwork

Killer