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Help Me


 

I know I can’t feel the pain

But I would like to understand it

Is it like a thousand needles of rain

Help show people the panic

 

I hate the world

It can look at its problems and not change

I guess people are worlds

So the second line can explain

 

I hate misery

Yet there’s no way to keep it from others

I guess its a weight we carry

so strength you must muster.

 

I hate the feeling of hate

the evil feeling I can’t contain

Its guns, drugs, black and white

the colors of yin and yang

 

I could go on and on

for hate is the tone of my song

I can scream it or preach it

put in ya system watch you eat it

 

But I understand a little more

from my previous self

Life is a tricky thing

its difficult without help

 

Teach ya self discipline

Cause I made myself want it

you can destroy my world

but my heart and mind won’t tarnish

 

I want it bad

so bad that it hurts

hate comes second now

because love will come first

 

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