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• Artiste: Mansun
• Titre: What It's Like To Be Hated
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I had to sing this for me Watch myself pilloried Ugly, scruffy, no one But then I guess that you knew Nasty, bitter, enraged A nice polite English way Full circle, desensitised I'm right back where I began Hated, broken The dead flowers reject Sad Glaucoma in mist Injustice wells up in me We are shit and refuse Hated, broken It's what it's like to be hated I am afflicted and ill It's what it's like to be hated I wrote this song for myself We are shit and refuse To wallow in rejection My will is shattered again My leeches, parasite friends No mans an island they said I breathe my solitary air Explain myself to no one Beautiful, sad solitude Hated, broken Learn to ignore all the slurs You can get used to all things Hated, broken It's what it's like to be hated I am afflicted and ill It's what it's like to be hated I wrote this song for myself Piss in the face of the sick Unjust vendetta's uncool Unjust, unwanted, reject Uninformed, understood A silence broken my will Afflicted, shattered and sick Popularity stakes, overrated you said It's what it's like to be hated, I am afflicted and ill (Isolation you feel, like a utopian state) (To be this liked is to be suffocated) It's what it's like to be hated, I wrote this song for myself (You said beauty, sadness, enraged of solitude can you bare) (Disturbed, unwanted at birth, the fucking joke that we are) It's what it's like to be hated, I am afflicted and ill (I've never had any friends, could be a sweet suicide) (A fucking homo in flesh, too weak to protest) It's what it's like to be hated, I wrote this song for myself