The Hating

The hating
It’s pulled inside of me
The trying
To test my sanity
It’s in your waiting
It’s all make believe
And the ripping
The child within me

Cheating the time that I had left needing
My soul ‘cause that’s the bed giving
All that that I can give
Controlling my mind that is diseased
Holding my hate that is really scolding
The hand that keeps me fed
That keeps me fed
Fed!
That keeps me fed!
Fed!
That keeps me…

I feel it all come crashing down on me!
I feel alone and torn apart!
A wasted time to let it get to me!
An angry mouth with a broken heart!

Searching for something that is safe
Hurting my pride that is the test
Turning my anger towards your flesh
Rotting we hold the end of bag
Spurting the blood that’s on the bed
Scolding the hand that keeps me fed
That keeps me fed
Fed!
That keeps me fed!

I feel it all come crashing down on me!
I feel alone and torn apart!
A wasted time to let it get to me!
An angry mouth with a broken heart!

The hating
It’s pulled inside of me
The trying
To test my sanity
It’s in you waiting
It’s all make believe
And the ripping
The child from within me
The hating
It’s pulled inside of me
The trying
To test my sanity
It’s in you waiting
It’s all make believe
And the ripping
The child from within me