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Once upon a time I was a man ruled by hate
And the way of spite and anger was all I could relate
Such a simple existence, I was looking for a fight
No more than temporary happiness for six feet of spite
Now I'm never gonna live by peace and love
Cause I'm from New York City, where there fly no doves
I'm just tired of being tolerant, I'm still looking for a fight
I'll never change the way I am, even though I can
I'll always be six feet of spite