| I must admit I was a bit confused
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| I saw my picture in the morning news
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| He said my sister’s dead, my mom is too
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| He said I killed them, but it’s not true
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| Nothing’s real, nothing’s certain
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| But when I read your words, it just stars hurting
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| Everybody’s trying to convict me
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| For taking Benzedrine and LSD
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| But that’s all ancient history
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| And it’s just between God and me
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| I hate rock 'n' roll, don’t smoke pot
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| Maybe a drunk, but a user I’m not
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| This is a warning from my own hands
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| Never corner a frightened man
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| I might kill somebody trying to escape
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| You better listen to Mr. Hate
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| I can’t believe the things my school friends said
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| Sometimes I think I wish that they were dead
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| I get so mad that I just see red
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| Then something blows apart inside my head
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| It’s all erroneous information
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| I’ve gotta make a little clarification
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| This is a warning from my own hands
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| Never corner a frightened man
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| I might kill somebody trying to escape
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| You better listen to Mr. Hate
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| I’m not gonna wash your dishes anymore
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| I’m not gonna fry your burgers, I don’t need it
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| You never understood me anyway
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| You’ll never catch me, I won’t give up
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| This is a warning from my own hands
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| Never corner a frightened man
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| I might kill somebody trying to escape
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| You better listen to Mr. Hate
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| You better listen to Mr. Hate
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| You better listen to Mr. Hate
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| You better listen to Mr. Hate
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| You better listen to Mr. Hate |