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Pretty Hate Machine

I got a pretty picture
shot down by bad literture
I know why your pissed
youve been knocked up by all this
your so fucking thick
on your knees it makes you sick
crying for love behind your head
consumed by hate, thinking your dead

I watch your dirty ways
your walking in a deadly haze
i see you all too well
Ignorence is like a bad cancer
walk to chance her
tie your hands, and surrender

It seems so appealing
your obssesed by these feelings
feelings that fly you so high
turn to unbearable cries
and just when you think its over
now it's time to be sober

How much hate have you bought?
Just some food for thought

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