Hate City

Internalised, won't find the answer
Sick to death of what you see
With highest levels of corruption
The brutal force that they conceived

Hate City

Took a chance and kept on running
Behind a door, a different life
Start again, there's no persuasion
Can't find a gun, can't find a knife

Now they're out, the city's burning
Behind the lines there's much to see
A voice cries out in the distance
More signs of hate and misery



Credits
Writer(s): Bastard Squad
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