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Paroles: Exploited. I Hate You.

Went to a party and caught you fucking my mate
Went to a party caught you in bed with my mate

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you I, I, I hate you

You told me that you loved me
And I believed your lies
But you gave my friend his first dose
Then I knew it was a pack of lies

I didn't think you could hurt me
But I was such a fool
My mates said you would never change
But now I know you whore

When I opened the bedroom door
I couldn't believe my eyes
You were giving head to my best friend
You filthy whore