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RIP DIMEBAG.
When I listen to this song I imagine myself walking into a crowded bar, and I just start hitting everyone in the bar with stools and chairs and shit, busting up their skulls and faces with bottles and my boots. Then, after the bartenders and all the patrons are knocked out and busted up I go behind the bar and drink all the booze. As I walk out of the bar I set the place on fire.
So fucking hard. Pantera Rules.
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