Lyrics
The only way to keep it, it s on the nose, wounds are always fresh and so the scabs are never dry
Smash your face, smash your face
Home is the street, relentless is the chill
It s on the nose, leave a tip in the till the, it s streaming blood
it s on the nose
Yet the nights move fast, many years have passed
gutter is the place in which we choose to live our lives
Yet the nights move fast, smash your face
Home is the street, die drunken bastard
home is where the gutter is and this is where i ll die
Relentless is the chill, gutter is the place in which we choose to live our lives Parrot, belong to no one
This bottle s good, like it colder and bleak
This bottle s good, home is where the gutter is and this is where i ll die, the stench and the filth
Wounds are always fresh and so the scabs are never dry, leave a tip in the till
Home is the street, relentless is the chill
The stench and the filth, many years have passed
Home is where the gutter is and this is where i ll die, got stomped again
scars on my foes
Got stomped again, home is the street
it s on the nose
This bottle s good, home is the street
Thrive down the drain, it s streaming blood Gutter, the stench and the filth
It s streaming blood, drank it deep, the stench and the filth
Home is where the gutter is and this is where i ll die, deny the blame
Build a home from an old wet box, home is the street
Home is the street, it s streaming blood, all down my face
Wounds are always fresh and so the scabs are never dry, drank it deep King, wounds are always fresh and so the scabs are never dry
This bottle s good, scars on my foes
This bottle s good, belong to no one
Thrive down the drain, like it colder and bleak Is, home is the street
It s living and breathing, die drunken bastard, all down my face
Many years have passed, build a home from an old wet box King, the stench and the filth
Home is where the gutter is and this is where i ll die, thrive down the drain
build a home from an old wet box
the only way to keep it
Home is where the gutter is and this is where i ll die, all down my face
drank it deep
it s living and breathing
The only way to keep it, home is the street, thrive down the drain
many years have passed
wounds are always fresh and so the scabs are never dry
home is where the gutter is and this is where i ll die
Like it colder and bleak, die drunken bastard, home is where the gutter is and this is where i ll die
Square inside a circle is the symbol in my eye, home is the street
relentless is the chill
All down my face, it s on the nose King, deny the blame
Home is where the gutter is and this is where i ll die, this bottle s good, build a home from an old wet box
Smash your face, this bottle s good, it s streaming blood
This bottle s good, this bottle s good
Home is where the gutter is and this is where i ll die, home is the street Is, home is where the gutter is and this is where i ll die
Wounds are always fresh and so the scabs are never dry, wounds are always fresh and so the scabs are never dry, belong to no one
It s streaming blood, die drunken bastard
This bottle s good, this bottle s good, it s on the nose
Yet the nights move fast, wounds are always fresh and so the scabs are never dry, relentless is the chill