Pantera - Hard Lines, Sunken Cheeks Lyrics

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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 took Madonna's breath away. I've done it all but tap the vein 

These hard lines and sunken cheeks are text book reasons 
All these cristians come alive and try and sell you 
My soul for a goat, yet I'll outlive the old 

You know he'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 cristians 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 cristians 
You know they'll sell you my soul for a goat 
Yet I'll outlive the old

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lyrics submitted by Maxx Power
lyrics corrected by R.I.P. Dime on 09-02-2005