Got the eyes of a vulture As you gaze from your meaningless throne And the pain that you've been selling I'd rather die before I'd own
I'll call you a doctor Or find you a priest 'cause no one can save you And you won't get no peace
I've felt your displeasure And girl I used to relate So don't hand me no anger I'll be crushed by the weight
That's the high price of hate That's the high price of hate Lord what's the cost of my fate
She'll lay out wide open Like a surgical knife I've watched it take over What's left of your miserable life
She'll live on deception Your pleasures long dead Your soul is left bleeding From the lies that you spread
Don't pull on my collar I won't rise to debate Don't ask me for comfort You're a lifetime too late
That's the high price of hate That's the high price of hate Lord what's the cost of my fate
Oooh, there's a storm overhead Will it ever end baby It's all inside your head Is it gonna end
That's the high price of hate That's the high price of hate Yeah, I hope I ain't asking too late That's the high price of hate That's the high price of hate
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