Текст песни Pantera - Well Grind That Axe for a Long Time
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Wears 10 crowns, dragons headsSouthern are the sons, lords unmatched- their eyes dont look right, should they be trusted now? Trashed-mouth gods, avoided kingsWith the spirit of revolt, the ghost of youth(chorus)Every fucking year it stays the sameEverybody changes to suit the dayOut of pride Ill isolate my fearsNever turned our backs on why were hereWell grind that axe for a long timeFollow close, train of foolsJust like them, just like you- their eyes dont seem right.easily impressed plague, dressed up fakeNo respect(chorus)Every fucking year remains the sameEverybody sucks-up to suit the dayOut of hate Ill isolate myselfThrough the worst we still marched into hellWell grind that axe for a long time (x4)The smell in the air is chicken shit.Well grind that axe for a long time (x2)Well grind that axeWell grind that axe for a long time(chorus)Every fucking song remains the sameTo everyone who sucks-up for the fameOut of strength you know we speak the truthEvery trend that dies is living proofWell grind that axe for a long time