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Hard Lines, Sunken Cheeks

As a child I was given the gift to entertain you

But through blood I inherited a life that could destroy you

I drink all day. I smoke all day. I've done it all but tap

The vein

These hard lines and sunken cheeks are text book reasons

All these Christians come alive and try to sell you

My soul for a goat, yet I'll outlive the oldYou know it's bad, some may say sad, a hangover is

Inspiration. Like a junkie I hurt for it. A bad trip, the

Emptiness. I never sleep, or always sleep a lack of

Fulfillment to me is me. The big picture

These hard lines and sunken cheeks are part of

What the Christians mean to immortalize my situation

My soul for a goat. Yet I'll outlive the oldEmbrace some religion. To get close to some

Undivine ejaculation point

Simply to thy ghost I cling

Simply to thy ghost I reject

Simply to thy ghost I give spit

Tempter, tempting, tempt me. Molest me. You know that I'll

Submit. For this is my weakness and it saves me from relationships

With those Christians. You know they'll sell you my soul

For a goat. Yet I'll outlive the old

Songwriters

ABBOTT, VINCENT PAUL/ABBOTT, DARRELL LANCE/BROWN, REX ROBERT/ANSELMO, PHILIP HANSENPublished by

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