25 Years - Pantera

I vent my frustration at you old man

After years your ears will hear

You screamed you tried

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

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 lesson 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

But now 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, criticized, the unwanted

The ones with fathers just like you

We’re 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?

We’re fucking you back

Fucking you back

We’re fucking you back

Fucking you back