You got the eyes of a vulture

As you gaze from your meaningless throne

And the pain that you've been selling

I'd rather die before I own



I'll call you a doctor

Or find you a priest

'Cause no one can save you

And you won't get no peace



I've felt your displeasure

And girl I used to relate

So don't hand me no anger

I'll be crushed by the weight



That's the high price of hate

That's the high price of hate

Little Girl

Lord what's the cost of my fate



She'll lay you wide open

Like a surgical knife

I've watched it take over

What's left of your miserable life



She'll live on deception

Your pleasures long dead

Your soul is left bleeding

From the lies that you spread



Don't pull on my collar

I won't rise to debate

Don't ask me for comfort

You're a lifetime too late



That's the high price of hate

That's the high price of hate

Lord what's the cost of my fate



There's a storm overhead

Will it ever end baby

It's all inside your head

Is it gonna end



That's the high price of hate

That's the high price of hate

Yeah, I hope I ain't asking too late

That's the high price of hate

That's the high price of hate