[kirkland]

Gallon of gasoline
In my veins
Gallon of gasoline
The hands went numb
Bleeding, coughing
In a room three fee deep
Hot as a iron
Burning holes in my feet

Holes in my knees

It's in your blood
It's in your skin
It's in your head
Tear it down and
Start again

It's only good
When the needles
In the vein

Tear it down
Tear it down
Tear it down
Start again