"High Price Of Hate" lyrics

You got the eyes of a vulture
As you gaze from your meaningless throne
And the pain that you've been selling
I'd rather die before I own

I'll call you a doctor or find you a priest
'Cause no one can save you, and you won't get no peace
I've felt your displeasure, and girl, I used to relate
So, don't hand me no anger - I'll be crushed by the weight
Yeah

That's the high price of hate
That's the high price of hate, little girl
Lord, what's the cost of my fate?

She'll lay you wide open
Like a surgical knife
I've watched it take over
What's left of your miserable life

She'll live on deception, your pleasures long dead
Your soul is left bleeding from the lies that you spread
Don't pull on my collar, I won't rise to debate
Don't ask me for comfort - you're a lifetime too late

That's the high price of hate, little girl
That's the high price of hate. Hey!
Lord, what cost is my fate, baby? Whoa

There's a storm overhead
Will it ever end, baby?
It's all inside of your head
Is it gonna end?

That's the high price, that's the high price of hate
Yeah, Lord, that's the high price of hate
Girl, I hope I ain't asking too late
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That's the high price of hate
Yeah, yeah
That's the high price of hate
Oh, no. Yeah
Yeah, who gonna, who gonna, who's gonna compensate?

That's the high price of hate
And I guess it's the cost of my fate, baby...

Lord, cut me like a surgical knife!
Little girl, guess it's the cost of my fate
I wanna know, I wanna know
Who's gonna, who's gonna, who's gonna compensate?
Oh, little girl! Hope I ain't askin' too late
Lord, Lord, Lord. Oh, Lord!