An evil look that tells me to fuck off
  from the one who 'll never treat me soft
  i start to boil and to concentrate
  on images of anger and of hate
  these are the ways i feed my hate
  these are the lights that burn too late
  these are the ways i feed my hate
  these me the lights that burn too late
    the mean stupidity of what he says
  the millions who admire it and they spread
  and all i wanta feel is just them dead
  and have to eat the things they did and said
  these are the ways i feed my hate
  these are the lights that burn so late
  these are the ways i feed my hate
  these are the lights that burn too late
  hate
  why am i afraid?
  afraid