Aww shit, you know what fuckin' time it is
Ooh, 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 survivе (I'm not ashamed)
I'd like to thank you all
For spitting on my grave
I know it makеs 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
Hahahahaha
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
(That's what's up)
compositores: Zoltan Bathory - Ivan Moody - Kevin Churko
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