Gristle Lyrics

The song Gristle is performed by Gaza in the album named I Don't Care Where I Go When I Die in the year 2006 .



They used you to clean up tears after a Thrice show.

f**king belt buckles everywhere.

Never digesting anything is a hell of a diet plan.

Here comes 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 and 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?

It danced on us like black lung until 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 and down to go.

Pray it's malignant.

Prey, it's malignant.



Gaza - I Don't Care Where I Go When I Die

Oct 2006

  1. Calf
  2. I Don't Care Where I Go When I Die
  3. Hospital Fat Bags
  4. Gristle
  5. Sire
  6. Slutmaker
  7. Hell Crown
  8. Moth
  9. Cult
  10. Pork Finder

Gristle