Pantera – Hard Lines, Sunken Cheeks
As a child I was given the gift to entertain you
But through blood I inherited a life that could destroy you
I drink all day I smoke all day I´ve done it all but tap
The vein
These hard lines and sunken cheeks are text book reasons
All these christians come alive and try to sell you
My soul for a goat, yet I´ll outlive the old
You know it´s 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 and sunken cheeks are part of
What the christians mean to immortalize my situation
My soul for a goat yet I´ll 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´ll
Submit for this is my weakness and it saves me from relationships
With those christians you know they´ll sell you my soul
For a goat yet I´ll outlive the old