In the after street with the bloody meth
Your only closed eyes through words which I'll get
Laughing like a baby, cynic like a whore
You hate all of us. All there is you a aaaaaah

What do you feel now
Maybe hate? Maybe fate? x2

Now you are walking slowly in a red light boulevard
Followed by a shadow seeking for a word

What do you feel now
Maybe hate? Maybe fate? x4