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The Suicide Machines Hating Hate

Hatred! A deadly disease, is flowing through the veins of every being on the planet or so it seems. "Maybe you, not me" I see it clearly through the

Traduction: The Suicide Machines. Détestant.

Suicide Road. The stage was set, the lights went out all around the old hotel, I hate myself for lovin' you and I'm glad the curtain fell. I hate that

hate everything I hate everything, fuck you I hate everything, fuck you I hate everything, fuck you Fuck, I hate it all I hate the winter, summer, spring, I hate the fall I hate

we appreciate the hate Now go get yourself a handgun, you fuckin' with a great Put it your mouth and squeeze it like your morning toothpaste Kill yourself like Sean Kingston, suicidal

a million or more We'll bury the dead 'neath bones and ashes, there must be a million or more Listen up now, Governments may create a world of hate in

right here and right now - Let's stop this fight before our time is through 1-2-3-4 You and I maybe the only ones to rise above this madness called hate

We're bred to follow and be devoured, to feed the machine. it's like suicide of the self, the mind. Killing the free will, the transcending. Twisting

You know it's much too late, 'cause your destination ends ahead where the water turns to steam into a suicide machine Capture the moment before it's