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Silverchair - Israel's Son lyrics
Hate is what I feel for you, And I want you to know that I want you dead. You're late for the execution... If you're not here soon, I'll kill your friend instead. All the pain I feel Couldn't start to heal Although I would like it to I hate you and your apathy. You can leave, you can leave, I don't want you here. I'm playing this pantomime, But I don't see you showing any signs of fear. All the pain I feel Couldn't start to heal Although I would like it to This time I'm for real My pain can not heal You will be dead when I'm through Chorus Pain and execution Put your hands in the air Put your hands in the air The air... yeah I am, I am Israel's son Israel's son I am Put your hands in the air Put your hands in the air |
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