Оригинален текст
I'm plowing through a crowd of worthless hatred
That's falling down, at least they start to fry
Why can't I be removed, take their places?
Sometimes it's better to eat their scars
PRE-CHORUS
These are the times of the waking liar
Hold him close or you will expire
Holding on to the place you're thinking
Total deceit
CHORUS
I like to lose hope
Recede and cope
Like a beautiful rape
These things, aren't they great?
I'm terrified by emotionless faces
They're all around me I want to die
I'm fucking trippin' out seeing faces
Of murderers covered in lye
PRE-CHORUS - CHORUS
I love the things that make you upset
The more you hurt, the stronger I get
I love the things that make you upset
The more you hurt, the stronger I get!
CHORUS
Aren't they great?
