Pantera - Living Through Me (Hells' Wrath) Lyrics

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Living Through Me (Hells' Wrath)

Living Through Me (Hells' Wrath) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Living Through Me (Hells' Wrath) By Pantera?
I cannot take the take, your condition was nod awake
A selfish cryer, boldface liar, robbing all of what You could take in Stabbed towards a death, a dirty smelling girl Shit decisions, no provisions, filling veins with juice Of chaos (Chorus) Painted face, olive drab, swollen hole, empty bag, sunken eyes, whining dog, it's times like this You should pray for never I broke your fucking mold, then threw away the Cast, new religion and new provisions, it's amazing You're alive Drop the needle and stop what you're changing into Erase the end dissolving, disgrace is needed more So I mended severed ties, through flesh we cauterized The undeserving, sliming, writhing, I filled you up With watered promise (Chorus)(2nd half) Spitting teeth, oral lust, alley f*ck, angel dust, anal whore, bleeding Knees, it's times Like this to pray for murder (Chorus #2) So now I've seen it all, Hells' wrath , no Man has greater glory, cause now you're living through me So I'm done with saving you, a gift unto myself, a Tired savior, a wasted favor, and I'm lucky I'm alive |
Who Wrote Living Through Me (Hells' Wrath) By Pantera?
Darrell Lance Abbott, Philip Anselmo, Philip Hansen Anselmo, Rex Brown, Rex Robert Brown, Vincent Paul Abbott
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What's The Duration Of The Living Through Me (Hells' Wrath) By Pantera?The duration of Living Through Me (Hells' Wrath) is 4:50 minutes and seconds. |
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