Hate, Full Of

1989. Fuck what were we thinking? How did this horrid creature come out of me? Let's take him to the woods, burn him alive Smash his skull with a fucking rock, watch his body die But his soul will not die He will come for us in the night What the fuck were we thinking? Wait, let’s keep him alive, keep hell in his mind Let's play tricks with this kid, make him feel a little human Than abandon him so hard, Run away from this so far Escape this fucked mistake, change our motherfucking names But know. When he dies He's taking all of us with him When I die I'm taking all you fuck with me