Disturbed Who Taught You How To Hate
I hear the voices echoing around me
Agonized that don't even know who I am
Looking to kill again (They will kill again)
As the unknown enemies surround me
Wicked laughter resonates inside my head
And I am filled with dread (And adrenaline)
What did I do? Why do I deserve this?
So indifferent,
Why do I deserve to die now?
Give me a reason why
Then it all goes a blur
Let instinct take flight
Find my hands on his throat
Yet hear myself say
Tell me now, who taught you how to hate?
Because it isn't in your blood
Not a part of what you're made
So let this be understood
Somebody taught you how to hate
When you live this way you become
Dead to everyone
A father's pride, my son walking beside me
I look around and marvel how the children play
In perfect disarray (So innocent)
No judgement, pure exhilaration
Black to white, the colors aren't on their minds
Nothing predefined (All different)
There's always one who plants an evil seed and
Preaches fear to pull you to the other side
Into a world of lies
Everything is unsure when you've lost your sight
Can there still be a cure?
What made you this way?
Tell me now, who taught you how to hate?
Because it isn't in your blood
Not a part of what you're made
So let this be understood
Somebody taught you how to hate
When you live this way, you become
Dead to everyone
(You're not anyone)
Oh
Lost all innocence
Infected and arrogant
You burn all your life
(There's no telling you)
No deliverance
Consumed by the pestilence
Of hate, you're denied
Deep in your heart does it still remain?
Do you think you can bring it
Back to life again?
Is it still in your soul?
(No saving you)
Where's the deviant
The unholy remnant
That has made you this way?
Made you fall for this hate
Tell me now, who taught you how to hate?
Because it isn't in your blood
Not a part of what you're made
So let this be understood
Somebody taught you how to hate
When you live this way, you become
(You become)
Tell me now, who taught you how to hate?
Because it isn't in your blood
Not a part of what you're made
So let this be understood
Somebody taught you how to hate
When you live this way, you become
(You become)
Dead to everyone
(You're not anyone)
