When you're bowing to kiss the ground
You're really learning to shut your mouth
Opinion's not a currency we lend.
( we got it we got it yeah)

And your investment's not allowed
It's like you're pissing on hallowed ground
And no one cares about your shit song
We're just waiting for the end.

So at the altar of the crowd
Denominators can be found
There's no distinction in your endless friends
(we want it we want it yeah)
Another spoke inside the wheel
So if you're looking for something real?
Then I suggest all introspection might be bullshit
in the end.

The Gods of rock hate you for this ( x3)
And hating is a business.

The Gods of rock hate you for this ( x3)
And hating is business.

So hold on
Check myself just a little bit
Ghengis Khan is so sick of it
Every song is a lie.

It went wrong
Gave it up to the idiots
Barry Chuckle's so sick of it
This song feels like a lie

The Gods of rock hate you for this ( x3)
And hating is a business.

The Gods of rock hate you for this ( x3)
And hating is a business.

The Gods of rock hate you for this ( x3)
And hating is a business.

The Gods of rock hate you for this ( x3)
And hating is a business.

Point and click - Hate's taking over.

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