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PERFORMING ARTISTS
God's Hate
God's Hate
Performer
Taylor Young
Taylor Young
Electric Guitar
William Colin Young
William Colin Young
Drums
Nathan Blauvelt
Nathan Blauvelt
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Colin Young
William Colin Young
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor Young
Taylor Young
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
A weak motherfucker with false arrogance and pride
Repeating these falsities has warped your fucking mind
Forgetting who was there when your life was on the line
Betraying your friendships, when the mirror only shows a fucking lie
[Verse 2]
Six feet deep
[Verse 3]
In the back of your mind, I hope you know, you owe me your soul
When you think about your life, and what it could have been
Remember you should be fucking dead, bitch
[Verse 4]
Abuse of compassion when you lied from the start
Tried to hide your demons behind your empty, bleeding heart
Darkness consumes your soul, believing you're a star
Now I see how frail a man can be, if that's even what you are (Not what you are)
[Verse 5]
Six feet deep
[Verse 6]
In the back of your mind, I hope you know, you owe me your soul
When you think about your life, and what it could have been
Remember you should be fucking dead, bitch
[Verse 7]
Enemy, you've failed me, now suffer eternally
Weak mind and a weaker heart, a bitch is all you'll ever be
It brings me serenity to know what causes you to weep
The pain, the truth, reality, without me you'd be six feet deep
[Verse 8]
You were once my brother, fighting side by side
Now the truth you can't hide, you should have died
Punk bitch, motherfucking sucker with no spine
Sign away your weak soul on the shit-dotted line
[Verse 9]
In the back of your mind
I hope you know
You owe me your soul
[Verse 10]
Without me you'd be six feet deep
Six feet deep
Written by: William Colin Young
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