Hate Song -The Haunted
Two and twenty for the hole in you
A meat cleaver comb to run you through
Lethal gas will make you cough
A car crash scene to finish it off
Pain
True definition
Truth is pain
Truly addicted
So don't you worry about your earthly rest
I'll dig the f**king hole myself
Pain
Truly addicted
Life is pain
I am addicted
To this pain
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Stabbing and shooting and ripping the life out of you
I get off and I wish that you could too
Open chest tickle will quiver your bones
Just lay back and chill 'cos I run this show
Pain
Truly addicted
Life is pain
Life is infected
By this pain
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There's no need to explain
You know who you are
I deliver the pain
I'm the baddest by far
Die one-hundred-thousand times
One million ways to
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Lifelong
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