An evil look that tells me to fuck off

from the one who 'll never treat me soft

i start to boil and to concentrate

on images of anger and of hate

these are the ways i feed my hate

these are the lights that burn too late

these are the ways i feed my hate

these me the lights that burn too late



the mean stupidity of what he says

the millions who admire it and they spread

and all i wanta feel is just them dead

and have to eat the things they did and said

these are the ways i feed my hate

these are the lights that burn so late

these are the ways i feed my hate

these are the lights that burn too late

hate

why am i afraid?

afraid