Hate Song

Two and twenty
for the hole in you,
a meat cleaver comb
to run you through.

Lethal gas will
make you cough,
a car crash scene
to finish it off.

Pain,
true definition.
Truth is pain,
truly addicted.

Don't you worry
about your earthly rest,
I'll dig the fucking
hole myself.

Pain,
truly addicted.
Life is pain!
I am addicted
to this pain.

Hate song...

Stabbing and shooting and
ripping the life out of you,
I get off and I wish that
you could too!

Open chest tickle will
quiver your bones,
just lay back and chill
because I run this show.

Pain,
truly addicted.
Life is pain!
Life is infected
by this pain.

Hate song...

There's no need to explain,
you know who you are.
I deliver the pain,
I'm the baddest by far.

Die onehundredthousand times,
one million ways to hate, hate,
hate, hate, hate, hate, hate,
hate, hate...

Hate song,
lifelong.
Hate song!