Can't you see

The ugly part of me

It's teething and

It's bleeding out in vain

So don't get excited

When I commend

Your mended name

I will bend your mended name

HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE!

Can't you feel

In your Achilles heel

The pressure that

You measure out every day

Well I could try and tell you why

But I respond with no reply

But I respond with no

HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE!

There's cameras up in the sky

There's microphones inside the blinds

I respond with no reply

HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE!

(Yeah, that's it)