Hate Life by Happy Days
I hate my father for what he did to her that night
I hate my mother for what she let out of her body
I hate them for what they created
I hate life, you hate life
You hate being here, you hate being one of us
Another weak mind, stuck to the decease called love
Stuck in it's poisonous, safe arms, you're decieved
You hate life, i hate life
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