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. So 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…(I live to bury you)…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. 'cos I run this show. Pain! Truly addicted-Life is pain-Life is infected-by this
pain… Hate song…(I live to bury you)…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!