Theres no provocation Theres no sense of fear Theres no adaptation Theres no sorrow But, maybe when youre dead I can hate you Maybe when youre dead I can hate you Without limitations Without bitter years Without annihilation Theres no result But, maybe when youre dead I can hate you Maybe when youre dead I can hate you Theres no provocation Theres no sense in tears Theres no litigation Theres no product But, maybe when youre dead I can hate you Maybe when youre dead I can hate you
maybe, there, hate, dead, provocation