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Pantera
Full of grief I scream at the wind Thought I heard the words of others Imprison myself And stay in a shell I won't let you in to have a story to tell Things tend to drag me down Don't understand so they hate me now [Chorus] My fear grips the will of stone My fear grips I'll die alone I promised myself somewhere in the teenage life I'd never submit to the ones I will not be like Live in a hole But stay close to my kind Cause they understand what burns in my mind I still feel incomplete Friends are few and far between [Chorus]
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