Violent Work Of Art Reasons To Hate
Always the same, taking the blame,
cheated again, losing the game.
I have no self-esteem at all, and that's fine by me.
Loaded with rage, sick of the pain, easy to say, hard to
explain.
I have no feelings left for you, and that's fine by me.
Just when you thought you were safe
That's when you're falling from grace
You're afraid you're losing the game
I`ll give you reasons to hate
Always the same, taking the blame,
cheated again, losing the game.
I have no self-esteem at all and that's fine by me.
Just when you thought you were safe
That`s when you're falling from grace
You're fraid you're losing the game
I'll give you reasons to hate