Gold Gutter

Aww shit, you know what fuckin' time it is

Follow me, follow me down

I'd like to thank the world

For failing me (Thank you all)

I'd count the ways, but that'd take days

And where do I begin?

With you and you and you and you

I'd like to thank the bottom

For breaking me (I owe you one)

And I'd like to thank the Bible for sin (For sin)

For sin

A pound of flesh

Won't save your soul

Save your breath

Light the match

And look out below

Fingers to the sky

They're pointed at you

Right at you, motherfucker

Eye on the prize

Fist in the gold

And a foot in the gutter

I'd like to thank the world

For blaming me

You and you and you

It is what is, I did what I did to survive

I'm not ashamed

I'd like to thank you all

For spitting on my grave

I know it makes you sick, but I'm alive (Still here)

Alive

A pound of flesh

Won't save your soul

Save your breath

Light the match

And look out below

Fingers to the sky

They're pointed at you

Right at you, motherfucker

Eye on the prize

Fist in the gold

And a foot in the gutter

This is my favorite part of the movie

Naw, I'm not fading to black

This is where you fucking scream

Bounce

Follow me, follow me, follow me down

A pound of flesh

Won't save your soul

Save your breath

Light the match

And look out below

Fingers to the sky

They're pointed at you

Right at you, motherfucker

Eye on the prize

Fist in the gold

And a foot in the gutter

Eye on the prize

Fist in the gold

And a foot in the gutter