Pantera

Pantera - Throes Of Rejection songtekst

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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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Auteur: Pantera

Componist: Pantera

Publisher: WEA International Inc., Atlantic Recording Corporation

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Uitgegeven in: 2011

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Far Beyond Driven (1994)

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