Hate
Composed hate
Falsely accused and wrongly abused all because
I did the things you told me to do
Set up to take the fall
Oblivious to it all
Don't let your instinct take over
Compose your hate
Weaponise the exposure

BANG BANG you're dead
Fifty bullets in your fucking head
Just like Edmond Dantès
Biding your times has the sweetest revenge

Had the tools to set me free
That buried me alive instead
Used your power to keep me sweet
Till I realised that my chances were six feet deep

Undeserving self indulging false authority
Ivory towers filled with gold by profiting from the weak
As I push the knife in deeper and deeper
Your blue blood still runs red
There ain't supremacy when you're dead
Hate
Composed hate
Falsely accused and wrongly abused all because
I did the things you told me to do
Set up to take the fall
Oblivious to it all
Don't let your instinct take over
Compose your hate
Weaponise the exposure

BANG BANG you're dead
Fifty bullets in your fucking head
Just like Edmond Dantès
Biding your times has the sweetest revenge

If you really want to succeed better get yourself some enemies
Cos' being loved by everyone doesn't drive you half as
Much as proving them all wrong