Lyrics Throes of Rejection - 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
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 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
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