paroles de chanson Gold Gutter - Five Finger Death Punch

Aww shit
You know what fuckin' time it is
Burn it, burn it down

I'd like to thank the world
For failing me
(Thank you all)
I'd count the ways
But they're too deep
And where would 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

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 it 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
Nah, not fading to black
This is where you fuckin' scream
Bounce
Burn it, burn it, burn it 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