Vārdi: Ninety Pound Wuss. Telephone Wire.

i see his face, so full of hate.
i sense his smile, so fake and vile.
he longs for love, he wants peace.
i pray for understanding.
you cry inside, you lie outside.
you're full of hate, you can't escape.
walk around, face in the ground.
act so head strong, feels like you don't belong.
sinking down into the mire, you're full of hate, you can't escape.
i watched you with discust.
heartless, so cold, depraved, mind of lust.
using the one i love and trust.
i pray for your salvation.
what more to do?

forgive, forget.
you made a mistake.
God knows all mine.
listen to His love.
hear Him pound on your door.
let Him break your walls down.
stop this hate.
fear no more.