Pantera Suicide Note Pt. I

Cheap cocaine, a dry inhale, the pills that kill and take
the pain away
Diet of life, shelter without, the face that cannot
see inside yours and mine
(Pre)
When I'm hiding, when I need it, it lets me
breathe, for our handle on this life, I don't believe
this time
(Chorus)
Would you look at me now?
Can you tell I'm a man?
With these scars on my wrists