100 lyrics for "I hate you!"

(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Sometimes it's better to lie than say all the things I got on my mind Sometimes I wonder if I'm livin' my life waiting to die You can hate me, I don't mind And you could hate me, I don't mind Small dog in that big town Little dog in
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So whatever to keep me on (keep me on), keep me on your mind I do what I gotta do To be that one for you, oh, whoa I said I do what I gotta do Whatever to keep me on (keep me on), keep me on your mind I'll be that one for you, oh, whoa, yeah (oh, na, na,
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How could you put us through it? How could you take his life away? (What made you think you had the right?) How could you be so full of hate? (To take away somebody's life) And when I heard you let him die Uncle Sam taught him to shoot Maybe a little too
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Even if the tears fall and my heart hates me Baby I love you Uh oh, uh oh, here I go again, baby, baby I just wanna scream out 'til my voice breaks I just wanna know how I can save me Even if these three words choke and take me Baby I love you, oh, oh,
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Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh Wake up to the sound of your fleeting heart When you go, what you leave is a work of art On my chest, on my heart And my love is yours but your love's not mine And we'll hate what we've lost but we'll love what we find She went out
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Legions marching Ready to fire These streets will burn Let the black flag ride The fires of corruption With our fists Up in the air Crash and fall Your hate is our trigger
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Counting, on me. Always hoping I'll be There for all of your problems and in turn you're never there for me You sucked the life out of me You hate everything you see I can't take this anymore I always stay when I should leave
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I know too well that I'm just wasting precious time In thinking such a thing could be That you could ever care for me I'm sure you hate to hear That I adore you, dear But grant me Just the same I'm not entirely to blame
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Are You Ready (Live at the Fillmore East, New York, NY Show 1 - October 4, 1968)
Sly & The Family Stone
Are you ready (are you ready)? Don't hate the black Don't hate the white If you get bit Just hate the bite Make sure your heart is beatin' right How's your backbone How's your eye? Add some bottom on mighty tight
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