Pantera - I'm Broken

I'm broken
Inherit my life
I'm broken

One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life
Force fed to make us heed
Inbred to sponge our bleed
Every warning, a leaking rubber
A poison apple for mingled blood
Too young for one's delusion, the lifestyle cost
Venereal mother embrace the loss

That's how, that's how, that's how
Look at you now