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 Rate 10's
Artist : Pantera
Song : 10's
My skin is cold, transfusion with somebody morose
andOld, drop into fruitless dyingIt was tempting
and bared, the whoring angel risingNow burning
prayers, my silent time of losing
Chorus:My foes - they can't destroy my
bodyColliding slow, like life itself
Long for the blur, we cannot dry much
longerCement to dirt, disgusted with my cheapness
Chorus
Reaching down, staring up (at the forgiver)
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