Gristle

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.