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Hate Comes Around

Somebody said I should be able

To say outrageous things

Well I say you choose what you give

Not what they take from you

You've reached the end of your cable

News from you now come from nothing

Now that you know what to believe

Was it truly them or just you ?

 

If you believe in a world where

Any body can just shoot his shot

Chances are somebody will dare

To put empathy besides the plot

You are free to be a slave

In the land of the killing spree

Witness history behave

The best seats have a special fee

 

Deep down I feel you were just stuck somewhere

I'm really afraid to ever go near

You kept saying that all was fair

Game in making them choke on their own fear

Look through their eyes, smile in your own head

You'd rule a land with smaller people

Willful sacrifices until the beast is fed

I will still find life where you will see pebble

 

But you're so far high up on your tower

The tools to fool the ghouls won't find you

But I'm so small to see no power

I bear no hope of shining through

I'm but a voice in drowning pools

Ain't no one to be speaking tough

But when we respect them hard enough

We can start bending rules

 

Goals are found when we've found plenty

Little bridges, you're in the zone

Mounds of dirt, our only home

Essence of life is to play *****

Rebute its regrowth, prove me wrong

Be a bishop or a fool, your counter play

Is here but hey

 

Pawn

 

Pretty gun, but art is the weapon

Always trained on the weak of mind

Follow guts feeling peace is the beacon

Machine another gear to grind

 

 

Drone shots in time will drone out

Your shame, so throw your self a bone

Not quite the head shot, not quite the miss

All or nothing for my fellow clone

Free sick tea now cope with more instant bliss

Don't overdose on it, don't be dialing more code

Saw the end of your call on my phone

Your voice deserved everyone except you

Wanted to keep this between words

Lost control of the narrative ?

Everywhere else is that far, gone

This place in meaning is mine and mine alone

Wish upon my well, toss your coin

We'll all meet our end, head or tail

When all is ever, said and done

Leaves you, wonder, what to believe ?

Killing no bird, yet not missing a stone

To give each other time to grieve

Someone would like to have a share

 

So may be next, time

Watch your tone

 

Love is like water it

Eventually will find its way

Hatred will rot halfway through you

But it all will wash away

We die alone but it doesn't mean

We can just pick any hill

For what will be, by what has been

The world has got you sitting still

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Written by
CognitiveConflict
31 / France
Published
Dec 1, 2025
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When you know you know, but I know God couldn't be arsed to give him a proper dressing down.

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