Throes Of Rejection Lyrics - Far Beyond Driven - Pantera

This is feeding what I am. 

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.