I see the world that I despise I see the world with bloodless eyes And now I know its all too late Cause what I feel is hate and hate and hate and hate What colour has the smell of suicide I count the days of my unpleasant life And every time I look into your face I realise that now its all too late Sometimes I wish I had a gun And I could cancel what has begun And now I know its all too late And I keep calm and have to tolerate my fate
hate, late, bloodless, unpleasant, tolerate