An evil look that tells me to fuck off
from the one who 'll never treat me soft
i start to boil and to concentrate
on images of anger and of hate
these are the ways i feed my hate
these are the lights that burn too late
these are the ways i feed my hate
these me the lights that burn too late
the mean stupidity of what he says
the millions who admire it and they spread
and
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