Never had so much passion for hate before There's a good reason for feeling this way, I'm sure You have a gift for making me sick Hatred in my blood never ran so thick
Never had to write a hate song before Inspiration hits me when you walk through the door Independence is a word that you don't know Superficialness is all you show
You think you're always right I hope you know it's you when Your mask doesn't fool me My conscience over rules me I've been putting up with