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Hate is what I feel for you |
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And I want you to know that I want you dead |
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You're late for the execution |
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If you're not here soon, I'll kill your friend instead |
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All the pain I feel |
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Couldn't start to heal |
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Although I would like it to |
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I hate you and your apathy |
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You can leave, you can leave, I don't want you here |
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I'm playing this pantomime |
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But I don't see you showing any signs of fear |
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All the pain I feel |
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Couldn't start to heal |
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Although I would like it to |
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This time I'm for real |
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My pain can not heal |
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You will be dead when I'm through |
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Hate is what I feel for you |
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And I want you to know that I want you dead |
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You're late for the execution |
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If you're not here soon, I'll kill your friend instead |
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All the pain I feel |
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Couldn't start to heal |
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Although I would like it to |
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This time I'm for real |
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My pain can not heal |
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You will be dead when I'm through, through, through |
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Pain and execution |
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Put your hands in the air |
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Put your hands in the air |
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The air, yeah |
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I am, I am Israel's son |
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Israel's son I am |
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Put your hands in the air |
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Put your hands in the air |
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I am, I am Israel's son |
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Israel's son I am |
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Put your hands in the air |
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Put your hands in the air |
