Текст песни Throwing Muses - Hate My Way
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I could be a smack freakAnd hate societyI could hate GodAnd blame DadI might be in a HolocaustHate HitlerMight not have a childAnd hate schoolI could be a sad loverAnd hate deathI could be a neuroAnd hate sweatNoI hate my wayI make you in to someI can`t rise above the churchI`m caught in a jungleVines tangle my handsI`m always so hot and it`s hot in hereI say it`s all rightMy pillow screams tooBut so does my kitchenAnd waterAnd my shoesAnd the roadI have a gun in my headI`m invisibleI can`t find the iceA slugI`m TVI hateA boy was tangled in his bike foreverA girl was missing two fingersGerry Ann was confusedMr. HubertyHad a gun in his headSo I sit up late in the morningAnd ask myself againHow do they kill children?And why do I want to die?They can no longer moveI can no longer be stillI hateMy way