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Grief Hate Grows Stronger

choose to stay away I'm pissed off at the world For reasons I don't know why I put the blame on you Your existence I despise Hate grows stronger Hate grows stronger

feet. Her demon inside do no longer hide. Showing its face of hate and disgrace leaving their saviour unpraised.] Now sharing this moment of grief.

I look at your face and I see it's red You got a lot on your plate that is in your head You think that money's ok but it ought to grow on trees And when

all kinds... Growing as a young girl, in a home of much abuse Growing as a young child, where pain replaced the truth Growing as a young girl, where love was known as hurt Growing

: I look at your face and I see it's red You got a lot on your plate that is in your head You think that money's ok but it ought to grow on trees And

you every move This game is over There is nothing left to prove There are no enemies left Such things are born from grief I grow stronger with every

I look at your face and I see it's red You got a lot on your plate that is in your head You think that money's ok but it ought to grow on trees And when

's lawn, In the heat it grows so strong, Eternal Anguish, On this lawn where we belong, Be cautious watch your step, And don't awake the wrath and hate