Hate, is what I feel for you
And I want you to know that I want you dead
Your late, for the execution
If your not here soon, Ill kill a friend instead

Over pain, I fear you
Youll then start to hear you
Over an hour, I get to

I hate you, and your apathy
You can leave, you can leave
I dont want you here
Im playin this pantomime
But I dont see ya showing any signs of fear

Over pain, I fear you
Youll then start to hear you
Over an hour, I get to
This time Im for real
My pain cannot hear you
You will be dead when Im through

Hate, is what I feel for you
And I want you to know that I want you dead
Your late, for the execution
If your not here soon Ill kill a friend instead

Over pain, I fear you
Youll then start to hear you
Over an hour, I get to
This time Im for real
My pain cannot hear you
You will be dead when Im through
Ohhh, ohhhhhh

Pain, and execution
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
The air, yeah

Aaaarrggghhhh
I am, I am israels son
Israels son I am
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air

I am, I am israels son
Israels son I am
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
Aaaarrggghhhh, yeah

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