Текст, перевод и аккорды “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. ґcos 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!
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