Hate Paste Lyrics

	作词 : Archers of Loaf
	Bit my lip
	And it's the same thing.
	Now I'm reduced to a pulp.
	Your undisturbed and decorated
	Decorations lie.
	You're hounded by pulse
	Stabbed by spit
	And your brain fits
	Despite your ears.
	Another one has run in.
	Rottin and gossiped,
	You're all used up
	With a burst up shell. (? )
	Why're you gonna try it
	If you know you don't like it
	How're you gonna give it up
	If you ain't got it.
	Why're you gonna use it
	If you think that it's broke.
	Why're you gonna swell the show (? )
	The things that you're breaking down, down, down.
	Down cold thresh flesh paste
	Deliver hate paste.
	Voices sick and swelling
	You say you don't like it.
	You say you don't like it.
	But you just don't get it
	You just don't get it.
	You're hounded by pulse,
	Stabbed by spit
	And your brain shits
	To clog your ears.
	A casual mark
	What you lost
	With your fair hands.
	Why're you gonna try it
	If you know you don't like it.
	How're you gonna give it up
	If you ain't got it.
	Why're you gonna use it
	If you think that it's broke
	Why're you gonna swell the show
	The things that you're breaking down, down, down

	zuo ci : Archers of Loaf
	Bit my lip
	And it' s the same thing.
	Now I' m reduced to a pulp.
	Your undisturbed and decorated
	Decorations lie.
	You' re hounded by pulse
	Stabbed by spit
	And your brain fits
	Despite your ears.
	Another one has run in.
	Rottin and gossiped,
	You' re all used up
	With a burst up shell. ?
	Why' re you gonna try it
	If you know you don' t like it
	How' re you gonna give it up
	If you ain' t got it.
	Why' re you gonna use it
	If you think that it' s broke.
	Why' re you gonna swell the show ?
	The things that you' re breaking down, down, down.
	Down cold thresh flesh paste
	Deliver hate paste.
	Voices sick and swelling
	You say you don' t like it.
	You say you don' t like it.
	But you just don' t get it
	You just don' t get it.
	You' re hounded by pulse,
	Stabbed by spit
	And your brain shits
	To clog your ears.
	A casual mark
	What you lost
	With your fair hands.
	Why' re you gonna try it
	If you know you don' t like it.
	How' re you gonna give it up
	If you ain' t got it.
	Why' re you gonna use it
	If you think that it' s broke
	Why' re you gonna swell the show
	The things that you' re breaking down, down, down

	zuò cí : Archers of Loaf
	Bit my lip
	And it' s the same thing.
	Now I' m reduced to a pulp.
	Your undisturbed and decorated
	Decorations lie.
	You' re hounded by pulse
	Stabbed by spit
	And your brain fits
	Despite your ears.
	Another one has run in.
	Rottin and gossiped,
	You' re all used up
	With a burst up shell. ?
	Why' re you gonna try it
	If you know you don' t like it
	How' re you gonna give it up
	If you ain' t got it.
	Why' re you gonna use it
	If you think that it' s broke.
	Why' re you gonna swell the show ?
	The things that you' re breaking down, down, down.
	Down cold thresh flesh paste
	Deliver hate paste.
	Voices sick and swelling
	You say you don' t like it.
	You say you don' t like it.
	But you just don' t get it
	You just don' t get it.
	You' re hounded by pulse,
	Stabbed by spit
	And your brain shits
	To clog your ears.
	A casual mark
	What you lost
	With your fair hands.
	Why' re you gonna try it
	If you know you don' t like it.
	How' re you gonna give it up
	If you ain' t got it.
	Why' re you gonna use it
	If you think that it' s broke
	Why' re you gonna swell the show
	The things that you' re breaking down, down, down

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