Letra de Hate my way

I could be a smack freak
and hate society
i could hate god
and blame dad
i might be in a holocaust
hate hitler
might not have a child
and hate school
i could be a sad lover
and hate death
i could be a neuro
and hate sweat
no
i hate my way 
I make you in to a song
i can't rise above the church
i'm caught in a jungle
vines tangle my hands
i'm always so hot and it's hot in here
i say it's all right 
My pillow screams too
but so does my kitchen
and water
and my shoes
and the road
I have a gun in my head
i'm invisible
i can't find the ice 
A slug
i'm tv
i hate 
A boy, he was tangled in his bike forever
a girl was missing two fingers
gerry ann was confused
mr. huberty
had a gun in his head 
So i sit up late in the morning
and ask myself again
how do they kill children?
and why do i want to die?
they can no longer move
i can no longer be still 
I hate
my way