Watcha - Dimebag lyrics

This song is dedicate to the memory of Dimebag Darrell. k**ed by a mother f**ing head case, Rest in peace. Falling down we all fall down, we're broken in two. By demons be driven, but tell us the reason, why all became true? Now we walk with a message in blood. We're stepping nowhere in a mud. New level for devil, with that bloody spell, k**ing cowboys from hell. d**h rattle in the air, oh like a nightmare. Oh what a f**ing spell, god bless you Darrell. All that brings to cemetery gates, this love is now hate. Clash with reality, shotgun fatality, f**ing insanity. Mouth for war with a gun in a hand, the art of shredding man. Someone is shooting and someone is falling psycho f**ing holiday. d**h rattle in the air, like a nightmare. Oh what a f**ing spell, god bless you Darrell. War of nerves making us f**ing hostile No one deserve a spell so vile. It's a tribute to the cowboy from hell It 's our tribute; we 're screaming your name It is a tribute, goodbye Darrell It is a tribute, to the cowboy from hell, from hell cowboy from hell, cowboy from hell This world is f**ing insane punk! Darrell.