I Hate

Got so much trouble Hate this job Tried to get out Trapped like a dog No I don't like Pumpin' gas Do ya hate to wait Life's a game Play your rules Is the bottle half empty Or the bottle half full It does no good No good to shout But I scream I hate Say I'm hostile Gotta relax Better get a grip Here's the facts I hate bein' here. I hate people that make ya feel small I hate having my back against the wall I hate bein' talked down to I hate your rules I hate them all Hate bein' marked to take the fall Planet's not big enough for me and you Got trouble over me Surrounded by jerks Can't ya see Smile to my face Know ya lie Knife in my back another game Rules, rules, rules Not for me, You fuckin' fool. So open your mouth One more time And my foot is goin' down In one ear Out the other A waste of time Don't even bother I hate bein' here Think I know How ya got this far Think I know Got where we are Think I'll hate you Where you'll be dead I know it, I hate you Smile to my face Know to die Says the problems Ask your self way Hate the games Hate the rules You're gonna loose Say I'm hostile Gotta relax Better get a grip Here's the fact Not much more of you