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Текст: Hateful Monday. Other. Mad At The World.


Please look at me and tell me what you can see
I have a warped mind made of anger and misery
I spend my time wandering, questioning authority
Oh yeah!

No respect for tradition, watching T.V spreading
false emotions, I'm the worst news for the future generations,
Oh yeah!

Here I am once again mad at the whole wide world
for what it hasn't done for me
One day I'll disappear snapped up by my own hate
and nobody's gonna pay attention

Another hitch and I'll run out of town,
this time if you bother me I'll show you all my fangs,
don't even count on me to calm down as I grow old
Oh no!

And I endure this consequence of my behaviour
and I swear that I will never surrender!

Here I am once again mad at the whole wide world
for what it hasn't done for me
One day I'll disappear snapped up by my own hate
and nobody's gonna care..
Here I am once again mad at the whole wide world
for what it hasn't done for me
One day I'll disappear and it won't matter anymore
Hateful Monday