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My burning hate at sight
It first seems so insane
Like a vagrant in the rain
But your face at night
Drills a tick-tock in my brain
Digs canals across my face
When I hold the fury of the world
All the eyes of little girls
Will be flames that dance and twirl
And they'll melt you to your bones
Dry your eyes, turn you to stone
And when the future finds you there
And they stack you in the air
I'll be there
No love to spend on you
I can't pace away my cash
My time I can't get back
And your face at night
Dents its tick-tock on my brain
Digs its digits in my face
When I hold the fury of the world
All the eyes of little girls
Will be flames that dance and twirl
And they'll melt you to your bones
Dry your eyes, turn you to stone
And when the future finds you there
And they stack you in the air
I'll be there
To burn down that skyscraper too
All my hate and my hexes are for you
All my hate and my hexes are for you
All my hate and my hexes are for you
All my hate and my hexes are for you
All my hate and my hexes are for you
All my hate and my hexes are for you
All my hate and my hexes are for you