This Hate Songtext
You're thinking I'll listen
You're thinking you're wise
You're thinking I'll kneel down
And won't dare to look in your eyes.

You're thinking I am small
You're thinking I will fall
You're thinking I'll let you, go on, go on, go on.

I remember faces, so you gotta be aware.
You better be prepared, for the hate I have.
'cause it will lead it's own life.

And now baby, can I call you, a baby if I want
You're a big baby getting angry, when I say I can't.
Oh these things make it happen,
Your kind makes it worse.
Oh God, turn me into a witch,
give me the power to curse.

All your hands and filthy fingers,
All your guns, your slily moans,
You better think of what you're saying
You better mind that tone.
This hate, it will lead it's own life.