Pantera - Throes of Rejection lyrics

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
Rejection the tongue that's bitten through
Rejection the nauseating stab
Rejection 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 Rohypnol snort
And a lot of drinks
This shit goes on and on
Just look down my pants

Rejection it ain't a fucking game
Rejection my human dick to blame
Rejection a sociopathic plan
Rejection is feeding what I am

Rejection takes life away from eyes
Rejection will give you to the skies
Rejection it makes me more than a man
Rejection is drowning what I am