Correction Paroles That’s Why They All Hate Us More Than You’ll Ever Know! par Twiztid

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Part I: That’s Why They All Hate Us More Than You’ll Ever Know!

Open the Heavens and let 'em all know that we back again
Tell em we sick of this sh*t, we attackin'
And scream in the faces of those who laughin'
They sayin' my mama say that I'm an accident
But I'm compa**ionate to the hara**ment
Of several degenerate intuit minds
And give them the internet hate debate defendin' it
Buildin' me up to be something I'm better than
Anything hate'll get probably the opposite
Strong like a monument
Build to the tops of the charts and the depths of astonishment
Look at me now, I'm insane and I gotta keep movin'
Acknowledgement whether you hot or a pot of sh*t
Already know that your soul is broken
And you have all you need to polish it
Either the hip or the hypocrites
Out of my mind with the wicked sh*t
More of you come to the center while we disrupt the corrupt
So f**k you and the Devil, b*t*h
Sick in the head they made you dress up like a priest
I'm in a better place called the liquor store
Pickin' precious poison to ease the beast
Killin' our vibes and puttin' our lives
Inside of these monsters they want us to be
Everyone dies, tell me do you live
Then float through the universe just like a priest
Everyone hates, it never will stop
We're takin our lives and livin' again
Our middle fingers are up in the air with everyone everywhere

They say we're the Devil (Let's throw it back in they face)
They keep callin' us some lunatics (Let's throw it back in they face)
They hate us 'cause we're doin this (Let's throw it back in they face)
Don't look back in they face, don't look back in they face
They wanna chop stab and shoot me, put me down into a hole
the whole entire world before I go
And that's why they all hate us more than you'll ever know
That's why they all hate us more than you'll ever know

I'm not like you
About nine or or times
Better than anything your time
Leave 'em outlined in chalk
My mind, my whim
I should and I shouldn't be
In the eyes your society
Like yo, what, what's the [problems?] [?]
But really it's in [?]
through your tainted ways
And I'll be the first one to tell 'em
Our music is made for [rebellin'?]
You can be who you wanna be
be by myself then
Glory to God
Are you Heaven-sent or a facade?
And irrelevant like a mirage
Don't know where it went so hell I'm bent
I got evidence
On another level, you gotta tell the Devil
He gon' need a big shovel to dig
'Cause I'm underground and I'm listenin' now
And I'm hearin' every word that you said
They say we're the Devil (Let's throw it back in they face)
They keep callin' us some lunatics (Let's throw it back in they face)
They hate us 'cause we're doin this (Let's throw it back in they face)
Don't look back in they face, don't look back in they face
They wanna chop stab and shoot me, put me down into a hole
the whole entire world before I go
And that's why they all hate us more than you'll ever know
That's why they all hate us more than you'll ever know

Look at me, I'm the livin' trash that you threw away
Example of more disposable feelin's
Call me a name with no meanin'
I give no power to closed minds
But it come in its time
From behind quick fast wins with a landslide
We bad side, you know what it do and how we ride
Been to Hell a couple times, couple times
I got a couple screw looses
Several comfortable nooses
A clear view from this height
I'm free fallin'
Fallin' on anything to keep me from fallin' again
Hopin' anyone, anything, someone was listenin'
I take these broken wings and I give them b*t*hes a flap
So our presence like a shadow, it covers most of the map
They say we're the Devil (Let's throw it back in they face)
They keep callin' us some lunatics (Let's throw it back in they face)
They hate us 'cause we're doin this (Let's throw it back in they face)
Don't look back in they face, don't look back in they face
They wanna chop stab and shoot me, put me down into a hole
the whole entire world before I go
And that's why they all hate us more than you'll ever know
That's why they all hate us more than you'll ever know

Part II: How Does It Feel?

How does it feel to be you?
How does it feel to feel the way you do?
You so decisive, and I don't care if you like or you hate me
I know you motherf**kers bound to underrate me

If you're goin vampire huntin' with a 9 millimeter
Our souls are blessed by Mary Magdalene and St Peter
Eat a bit of flesh but I call it the host
Am I dead, alive, or just a ghost?
Comatose midrange, two dollars and some change
Perfect picture of sanity but I'm feelin' so insane
I got a migraine headache, my stomach hurts
So I'm lookin' for some sedatives, buyin' drugs in a church
We some lunatics laughin' like the killing joke
If we're not diseased then why do they keep lookin' at us through microscopes?
Cover the windows and lock the doors
'Cause the darkness is growin' and seapin' through all our pores
They call us freak shows and treat us like mutants
With X's in the middle of our, you know how we do this
(Freak show)And just like that you've all been infected
By the crimson twins as you invoke our perspective

How does it feel to be you?
How does it feel to feel the way you do?
You so decisive, and I don't care if you like or you hate me
I know you motherf**kers bound to underrate me
How does it feel to be you?
How does it feel to feel the way you do?
You so decisive, and I don't care if you like or you hate me
I know you motherf**kers bound to underrate me

I got a brain full of maggots, can't understand it
While I'm labeled a freak show, grab an axe and imagine
That we're here to raise havoc to places that never had it
So f**k your mom and your dad, b*t*h
We've had it up to here with the campaign smear
When we're the only reason your f**kin' kids even [alive in here?]
So listen clear when I say b*t*h I got no lane
And you f**k heads are stuck in them potholes again
I hold the fame, so come to the game
That I'm gonna give another motherf**kin' dose of the insane
And I'ma stay jaded with evil like when I'm out
Doin' wrong to different people, it gets me high like some cocaine
Blow out brains, swimmin' on blood stains
Time to let the noose noose hang with a picket sign up in shame
On the Devil for bringin' me out again
We on the same level but I don't listen to him
I got a gauge and a shovel and I come with a grin
And I shot me a motherf**ker like *record scratch*

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