Album: Far Beyond Driven (1994)
As a child I was given the gift to entertain you
But through the blood I inherited a life that could destroy you
I drink all day. I smoke all day. I have done it all but tap the vein
These hard lines & sunken cheeks are text book reasons
All these cristians come alive & try & sell you
My soul for a goat, yet I will outline the old
You know he has bad, some may say sad, a hangover is inspiration
Like a junkie I hurt for it. A bad trip, the emptiness
I never sleep, or always sleep a lack of fulfillment to me is me. The big picture
These hard lines & sunken cheeks
Are part of what the cristians mean to immortalize my situation
My soul for a goat. Yet I will outlive the old
Embrace some religion. To get close to some
Undivine ejaculation point
Simply to thy ghost I cling
Simply to thy ghost I reject
Simply to thy ghost I give spit
Tempter, tempting, tempt me. Molest Me.
You know that I will submit
For this is my weakness & it saves me
From relationships with those cristians
You know they will sell you my soul for a goat
Yet I will outlive the old
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