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[ti:What It's Like To Be Hated ] |
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[ar:munsun] |
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[al:The Dead Flowers Reject] |
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I had to sing this for me |
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Watch myself pilloried |
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Ugly, scruffy, no one |
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But then I guess that you knew |
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Nasty, bitter, enraged |
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A nice polite english way |
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Full circle, desensitised |
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I'm right back where I began |
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Hated, broken |
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The dead flowers reject |
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Sad glucoma in mist |
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Injustice wells up in me |
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We are shit and refuse |
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Hated, broken |
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It's what it's like to be hated |
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I am afflicted and ill |
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It's what it's like to be hated |
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I wrote this song for myself |
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We are shit and refuse to wallow in rejection |
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My will is shattered again |
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My leeches, parasite friends |
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No man's an island they said |
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I breathe my solitary air |
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Explain myself to noone |
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Beautiful sad solitude |
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Hated, broken |
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Learn to ignore all the slurs |
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You can get used to all things |
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Hated, broken |
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It's what it's like to be hated |
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I am afflicted and ill |
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It's what it's like to be hated |
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I wrote this song for myself |
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Piss in the face of the sick |
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Unjust vendetta's uncool |
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Unjust, unwanted, reject |
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Uninformed, understood |
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A silence, broken my will |
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Afflicted, shattered and sick |
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Popularity stakes |
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Overrated you said |
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Isolation can feel like a utopian state |
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To be this liked is to be suffocated you said |
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Beauty, sadness, enraged of solitude can be bare |
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Disturbed, unwanted at birth |
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The f**king joke that we are |
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I've never had any friends |
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Could be a sweet suicide |
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A f**king homo in flesh |
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To weak to protest |
