Текст песни Divine Comedy -  Hate My Way   
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I could be a smack freak 
And hate society 
I could hate God 
And blame Dad 
I might be in a Holocaust 
Hate Hitler 
Might not have a child 
And hate school 
I could be a sad lover 
And hate death 
I could be a neuro 
And hate sweat 
No 
I hate my way 
I make you in to some 
I can`t rise above the church 
I`m caught in a jungle 
Vines tangle my hands 
I`m always so hot and it`s hot in here 
I say it`s all right 
My pillow screams too 
But so does my kitchen 
And water 
And my shoes 
And the road 
I have a gun in my head 
I`m invisible 
I can`t find the ice 
A slug 
I`m TV 
I hate 
A boy was tangled in his bike forever 
A girl was missing two fingers 
Gerry Ann was confused 
Mr. Huberty 
Had a gun in his head 
So I sit up late in the morning 
And ask myself again 
How do they kill children? 
And why do I want to die? 
They can no longer move, 
I can no longer be still...