Hate, is what I feel for you And I want you to know that I want you dead Your late, for the execution If your not here soon, I'll kill a friend instead
Over pain, I fear you You'll then start to hear you Over an hour, I get to
I hate you, and your apathy You can leave, you can leave I don't want you here I'm playin this pantomime But I don't see ya showing any signs of fear
Over pain, I fear you You'll then start to hear you Over an hour, I get to This time I'm for real My pain cannot hear you You will be dead when I'm through
Hate, is what I feel for you And I want you to know that I want you dead Your late, for the execution If your not here soon I'll kill a friend instead
Over pain, I fear you You'll then start to hear you Over an hour, I get to This time I'm for real My pain cannot hear you You will be dead when I'm through Ohhh, ohhhhhh
Pain, and execution Put your hands in the air Put your hands in the air The air, yeah
Aaaarrggghhhh I am, I am israel's son Israel's son I am Put your hands in the air Put your hands in the air
I am, I am israel's son Israel's son I am Put your hands in the air Put your hands in the air Aaaarrggghhhh, yeah
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