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Pantera |
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Far Beyond Driven |
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Becoming |
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A long time ago I never knew myself. Then the memory |
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Of shame birthed its gift. |
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No more. The small one, the weak one, the frightened one. |
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Running from beatings, deflating. I'm becoming more |
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Than a man. More than you ever were. Driven and burning |
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To rise beyond Jesus. |
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I'm born again with snakes eyes |
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Becoming Godsize |
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I found my life was slipping through my hands. Perhaps |
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Through death my life won't be so bad. |
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I can see you, can fuck you, inside of you. Staring through |
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Your eyes. Belittle your friends to serve me, to suck me, |
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To realize my saving grasp. I of suicide. I the unlord. |
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I'm born again with snakes eyes |
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Becoming Godsize |
