Yeah
Seven miles per second escape velocity
Is needed to evade you negate your gravity
You call me misanthropic avoid reality
The fact is i must leave here to stay is killing me or you
I will kill you... yeah

Hate you and i hate this place
I hate the look thats on your face
Hate your smile i hate your eyes
Hate your fuckin social disguise
Hate the way you look at me
I hate what you think you see
I hate the fact that you know me
I hate i hate i fucking hate...

Say you want me hanging round
That would put me underground
I think i would rather be dead
Get that through your fucking head
The things you say seem wrong to me
Your actions speak to cleverly
Is this the way its meant to be
What is it that you cannot see

Yeah

Seven miles per second escape velocity
Is needed to evade you negate your gravity
You call me misanthropic avoid reality
The fact is i must leave here to stay is killing me or you