Текст (слова) песни: Pantera - Throes Of Rejection
This is feeding what I am. It`s like salt poured into a deep, infected wound. It`s the type of pain you really dig and long for. I`ve always been Insecure to open up and show love. Some pretty girl with Long hair, some bald guy writhing. rejection...The kind that`s self induced. The tongue that`s Bitten through. The nauseating stab. Is feeding what I am. A short fuse. If there really is a god, then it`s punishing me constantly. She let me taste that sugarhole and of course, I wanted More. But no. I`m reduced to a Rottypanol snort and a lot of drinks. This shit goes on and on. Just look down my pants. Rejection...It ain`t a fucking game. My human dick to blame. A sociopathic plan. Is feeding what I am. Rejection...Takes life away from eyes. Will give you to The skies. It makes me more than a man. Is drowning What I am.
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