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Pantera 25 years
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dimebag Darrell
Dimebag Darrell
Guitar
Philip H. Anselmo
Philip H. Anselmo
Vocals
Rex Brown
Rex Brown
Bass Guitar
Vinnie Paul
Vinnie Paul
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dimebag Darrell
Dimebag Darrell
Songwriter
Philip H. Anselmo
Philip H. Anselmo
Songwriter
Rex Brown
Rex Brown
Songwriter
Vinnie Paul
Vinnie Paul
Songwriter
Pantera
Pantera
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pantera
Pantera
Co-Producer
Dimebag Darrell
Dimebag Darrell
Co-Producer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Philip H. Anselmo
Philip H. Anselmo
Co-Producer
Rex Brown
Rex Brown
Co-Producer
Vinnie Paul
Vinnie Paul
Producer
Sterling Winfield
Sterling Winfield
Mixing Engineer
Tim Kimsey
Tim Kimsey
Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Terry Date
Terry Date
Producer

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I vent my frustration at you old man After years your ears will hear You screamed you tried But it's words of a weakling and promises made by a liar Drunken liar Now you pick up that splintered chair That was aiming for your head A head that should have been long ago kicked in by me Alone! I won't lose a second of sleep for this... Not again! Don't touch me Don't touch me Don't touch me... No! Ever again! Don't touch me Don't touch me Don't touch me Orphaned to the dope and drinks I learned my lessons well, somehow from you No tears, can't clutch my regrets But these years of detachment have left me with demons now surfacing I'm becoming more than nothing You never knew the answers to any of my questions, did you? You made up all the answers to my unimportant Existence! You don't have to dump me off... Not again! Don't touch me Don't touch me Don't touch me... Fuck no! Ever again! Don't touch me Don't touch me Don't touch me... Fuck no! Don't touch me Never again! I vow, lest I die tomorrow You'll never be the father I am The bastard father to the thousands Of the ugly and criticized, unwanted The ones with fathers just like you We're fucking you back, fucking you back I'm shoving my life right down your throat Can I find the guts? Can I feel the heart? Look at the ground as you choke me up Does it taste like tequila or failure? Fucking you back, we're fucking you back We're fucking you back, fucking you back Criticized! Front to back We're fucking you back, fucking you back Unwanted! The ones with fathers just like you We're fucking you back, fucking you back We're fucking you back!
Writer(s): Rex Brown, Philip Anselmo, Darrell Lance Abbott, Vincent Paul Abbott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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