Sweating, Screaming, Crying, Hiding
Reality and fantasy, slowly are they binding
Let's call this fear
Absence of light, moving or still
Sometimes leaving a bit of chill
Let's call this darkness
Back stabbing, low lives, liers, cheaters
The kind thats bitter, instead of sweeter
Let's call this betrayal
Stick it in a blender
I made it out of you
Watching you twist and turn
Just tell me what you'll do
I'll add a dash of saddened sorrow
I'll leave it there until tomorrow
Day by day, I let it rot
When it's done what do you got?
You get what you'll feel all in the end
I like to call it "Hate", my friend
