Pantera - Live in a Hole

Full of grief I scream at the wind Thought I heard the words of others Imprison myself and stay in a shell I won't let you in to have a story to tell Things tend to drag me down Don't understand so they hate me now My fear grips the will of stone My grip fears, I'll die alone (Full of grief) I promised myself somewhere in the teenage life I'd never submit to the ones I will not be like Live in a hole, but stay close to my kind Cause they understand what burns in my mind I still feel incomplete Friends are few and far between My fear grips the will of stone My grip fears, I'll die alone My fear grips the will of stone My grip fears, I'll die alone My fear grips! My fear grips!