[00:00.00] 作曲 : Kristin Hersh
[00:06.04]I could be a smack freak
[00:08.26]And hate society
[00:10.67]I could hate God
[00:13.85]And blame Dad
[00:17.78]I might be in a Holocaust
[00:22.22]Hate Hitler
[00:23.83]Might not have a child
[00:26.54]And hate school
[00:28.87]I could be a sad lover
[00:32.64]And hate death
[00:38.20]I could be a neuro
[00:40.60]And hate sweat
[00:43.87]No
[00:45.68]I hate my way
[00:49.18]
[00:59.94]I make you in to a song
[01:03.55]I can't rise above the church
[01:09.88]I'm caught in a jungle
[01:13.50]Vines tangle my hands
[01:16.76]I'm always so hih and it's hot in here
[01:24.31]I say it's all right
[01:30.85]
[01:37.00]My pillow screams too
[01:39.97]But so does my kitchen
[01:42.91]And water
[01:44.62]And my shoes
[01:46.13]And the road
[01:48.96]
[01:49.76]I have a gun in my head
[01:54.16]I'm invisible
[01:58.06]I can't find the iceÂ
[02:01.71]
[02:02.10]A slug
[02:05.73]I'm TV
[02:10.63]I hate
[02:13.16]
[02:13.58]A boy, he was tangled in his bike forever
[02:19.47]A girl was missing two fingers
[02:25.28]Gerry Ann was confused
[02:29.08]Mr. Huberty
[02:32.90]Had a gun in his head
[02:37.20]
[02:38.15]So I sit up late in the morning
[02:42.52]And ask myself again
[02:47.27]How do they kill children?
[02:53.35]And why do I want to die?
[03:02.53]They can no longer move
[03:08.58]I can no longer be still
[03:13.19]
[03:30.24]I hate
[03:34.99]My way

作曲 : Kristin Hersh
I could be a smack freak
And hate society
I could hate God
And blame Dad
I might be in a Holocaust
Hate Hitler
Might not have a child
And hate school
I could be a sad lover
And hate death
I could be a neuro
And hate sweat
No
I hate my way
I make you in to a song
I can't rise above the church
I'm caught in a jungle
Vines tangle my hands
I'm always so hih and it's hot in here
I say it's all right
My pillow screams too
But so does my kitchen
And water
And my shoes
And the road
I have a gun in my head
I'm invisible
I can't find the iceÂ
A slug
I'm TV
I hate
A boy, he was tangled in his bike forever
A girl was missing two fingers
Gerry Ann was confused
Mr. Huberty
Had a gun in his head
So I sit up late in the morning
And ask myself again
How do they kill children?
And why do I want to die?
They can no longer move
I can no longer be still
I hate
My way