Blood In Gutters - Brody Dalle

Out of the gods unto the earth

Under the sky, back into the dirt

You have a secret deep down inside

And I know

A horror to tell, a nightmare to hide

Find your weakness, go on, kill it

Find your weakness, go on, kill it

There’s blood in the gutters, it’s flooding the path

Killing us slow, chemical wrath

So suffer the madness, cling to the birth

Of a new era, to hell with our worth

Find your weakness, go on, kill it

Find your weakness, go on, kill it

Find your weakness, go on, kill it

Find your weakness, go on, kill it

Go on and kill it

Go on and kill it

Go on and kill it

Go on and kill it

Find your weakness, go on, kill it

Find your weakness, go on, kill it