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H.A.T.E
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H.A.T.E est sorti le 9 octobre 2026 par FLG dans le cadre de l'album Cheaper Than Therapy II
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Date de sortie9 octobre 2026
LabelFLG
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM61

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I don't want your right
I don't want you by me
On a burning face
You're so evil, filled with hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
You're so evil, filled with hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
I feel as if I got more hatred than ever
These people fucking with me everywhere ain't making it better
They want my head to be a place where I'm fed up
Stopped the whining and locked it up like a place in the cellar
Watch you face a propeller
And watch your family shit themselves like some hazel Nutella
The pain will be encasing but we'll make it all better
Then smother your pillow with razors that are changing your head up
Adding to my hit-list and I'm making it bigger
Your name is emboldened with hopes of me just shaking a trigger
And making a sinner of me in the moment, no coping
A psycho that's finding a knife and striking the side of your eyes
With all of this fucking hatred that I carry is one of my biggest assets
The manic, the fucking mad man that's standing with all the weirdos
You fear those because you ain't got no fucking reason for it
It's deeper than this, I'm the fucking meaning for it
You're so evil, filled with hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
You're so evil, filled with hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Everything's fucked
I don't need this
I don't need this
I don't need this!
You wanna see me ripped up in pieces
Dead body hanging like a fucking meat stick
Fuck you and all that shit that you preaching
False prophet that kneels to his demons
Everything just feels like an attack
Paranoia inside of my fucking head again
So I'ma level with you, probably need some time alone
A xylophone to keep me company 'cause there's a pile of bones
Inside my home, some skeletons in my close that are begging to come out
I feel I might be just heading to my 'bout
The final whistle exposing, who's riding with you this moment?
Your spinal tissue is open, who's got your backs, you pricks?
You're so evil, filled with hate
It never fucking ends
You're so evil, filled with hate
It never fucking ends!
Written by: Samuel Gibbons, Tyrone Hill
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