Pantera - Throes Of Rejection lyrics

Album: Far Beyond Driven (1994)

This is feeding what I´m.
It is like salt poured into a deep, infected wound. It is the
type of pain you really dig & long for. I have always been
Insecure to open up & show love. Some pretty girl with
Long hair, some bald guy writhing.

Rejection. The kind that is self induced.
Rejection. The tongue that is bitten through.
Rejection. The nauseating stab.
Rejection. Is feeding what I´m.

A short fuse.
If there really is a god, then it is punishing me constantly.
She let me taste that sugarhole & of course, I wanted
More. But no.
I am reduced to a Rottypanol snort & a lot of drinks.
This shit goes on & on. Just look down my pants.

Rejection. It aint a f*cking game.
Rejection. My human dick to blame.
Rejection. A sociopathic plan.
Rejection. Is feeding what I´m.

Rejection. Takes life away from eyes.
Rejection. Will give you to the skies.
Rejection. It makes me more than a man.
Rejection. Is drowning what I´m.

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