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israel`s son – silverchair

Hate is what I feel for you,
And I want you to know that I want you dead.
You`re late for the execution…
If you`re not here soon, I`ll kill your friend instead.

All the pain I feel
Couldn`t start to heal
Althoug I would like it to

I hate you and your apathy.
You can leave, you can leave, I don`t want you here.
I`m playing this pantomime,
But I don`t see you showing any signs of fear.

All the pain I feel
Couldn`t start to heal
Althoug I would like it to
This time I`m for real
My pain can not heal
You will be dead when I`m through

Hate is what I feel for you,
And I want you to know that I want you dead.
You`re late for the execution…
If you`re not here soon, I`ll kill your friend instead.

Pain and execution
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
The air… yeah

I am, I am Israel`s son
Israel`s son I am
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air

I am, I am Israel`s son
Israel`s son I am
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air

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