A little hating in the morning time a little hating come around noon Ain't no remorse, All that you think Ain't no regret, All that you do Jesus, Hell Yeah, What do we do? Jesus, Can you hear us screaming up above? Lord? I guess we were just born to lose A little hating on my TV screen A little hating in the news that I read Lay to rest a soul so kind Rewarding the wrong Feeding The Twisted Mind You Lookin' At Me Forever hurt Forever bleed It ain't black It ain't white It ain't wrong Lord knows it ain't right Jesus, Hell Yeah, What do we do? Jesus, Can you hear us screaming up above? Lord? I guess we were just...
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