God I wish that I could hide away and find a wall to break my pain i'm living in a paper singing negative reality people want a battle daily, metal boxes made away wish that they would drop the bomb and get a ? to drop it on I hate people I hate the human race I hate people I hate your ugly face I hate people I hate your fucking mess I hate people they hate me there's a lot of things I have to do because I have my ?? be like daddy, he's sincere don't be fooled 'cause you are queer working out my nine-to-five before he's gonna give me job talking of the love they never give, they never give I hate people I hate the human race I hate people I hate your ugly face I hate people I hate your fucking mess I hate people they hate me god I wish that I could hide away and find a wall to break my pain i'm living in a paper singing negative reality people want a battle daily, metal boxes made away wish that they would drop the bomb and get a ? to drop it on I hate people I hate the human race I hate people I hate your ugly face I hate people I hate your fucking mess I hate people they hate me among the things I have to do because I have my ?? be like daddy, he's sincere don't be fooled 'cause you are queer working out my nine-to-five before he's gonna give me job talking of the love they never give, they never give I hate people I hate the human race I hate people I hate your ugly face I hate people I hate your fucking mess I hate people and they hate me
Writer(s): Nicholas Culmer, Chris Exall, Clive Blake
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