(J. Miller, method, M. Miller, J. O’Connor)
Slowly he settles down to give them what they want
He tries to keeps himself together
I would slam my head in the ground
Before I’d tell you this
He turns his head to floor
As it falls away
I’m a product of your hate
Just the one that you’d create
Is anybody listening to a word I say?
I hate today
You taught me everything you know
The blame will surely show
I tried to keep it down forever
The days have taken years
To conquer all my fear
I stand before you now
Sickened and cut down
I’m a product of your hate
Just the one that you’d create
Is anybody listening to a word I say?
I hate today