Tytuł: High Price Of Hate

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You got the eyes of a vulture
  As you gaze from your meaningless throne
  And the pain that you've been selling
  I'd rather die before I own
  
  I'll call you a doctor
  Or find you a priest
  'Cause no one can save you
  And you won't get no peace
  
  I've felt your displeasure
  And girl I used to relate
  So don't hand me no anger
  I'll be crushed by the weight
  
  That's the high price of hate
  That's the high price of hate
  Little Girl
  Lord what's the cost of my fate
  
  She'll lay you wide open
  Like a surgical knife
  I've watched it take over
  What's left of your miserable life
  
  She'll live on deception
  Your pleasures long dead
  Your soul is left bleeding
  From the lies that you spread
  
  Don't pull on my collar
  I won't rise to debate
  Don't ask me for comfort
  You're a lifetime too late
  
  That's the high price of hate
  That's the high price of hate
  Lord what's the cost of my fate
  
  There's a storm overhead
  Will it ever end baby
  It's all inside your head
  Is it gonna end
  
  That's the high price of hate
  That's the high price of hate
  Yeah, I hope I ain't asking too late
  That's the high price of hate
  That's the high price of hate