tell me what is it like to live the way you do
tell me is it fun the things you do
is it fun to be in a fight
is it fun to hate all night
tell me what is it like to live the way you do
is it fun to play with your gun
is it fun to rape and steal
is it fun to even hate yourself
and i know you do
dont you sometimes wish
that you could not have to hide behind your oppression
you sometimes cry with your hateful aggression
i can look into your eyes and see your lonley sighs
your hands twisting in fear
because someone is standing too near
because love, love is something you, something you fear
why do you hate yourself (i know you do i know you do)im lonley too
why do you hate yourself (i know you do i know you do)im lonley too
why do you hate yourself (i know you do i know you do)im lonley too
tell me why you are hiding when all this time you could be finding
tell me why you are hiding when all this time you could be finding
tell me why you are hiding when all this time you could be finding
tell me why you are hiding when all this time you could be finding
its hard for you to see what i mean and maybe to you i only dream
but if you could feel what i feel then this dream could be real
tell me why do you hate yourself and then you could ask whos fault
is it the system or is it you
tell me what is fun in the things that you do.

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