Two Minutes Of Hate - SHVPES

The curtains calling again

Your tempers ticking down

It’s nearly time to begin to

Enflame

Your timely mortal sin

You’ve had this bottled up and now its time to give in

Cause we all need someone to blame

2 minutes of hate

Point the finger name and shame

2 minutes of hate

So let the ink boil in your veins

Written in blood on the page

Draw up the cross hairs

Take your aim

2 minutes

2 minutes of hate

2 minutes of hate

2 minutes a day

Where do I begin?

The novel writing machines

Regurgitating enemies

Any remedy for your agenda or your smokescreen

You

Give infame to a pedestal

Nickname it unforgettable

Like if we’re choking on your slogans

You can, I don’t know…

Keep us alive

If we bury the migrants

You can keep us alive

But Whatever we say Whatever box we tick

You’ll put your drones in the sky

And take your aim, prick

So let the ink boil in your veins

Written in blood on the page

Draw up the cross hairs

Take your aim

2 minutes

2 minutes of hate

We’re just the messengers

We’re just the messengers

We’re just the messenger

They’re the authors of your pain

Go hang on your fucking puppet strings

I’m sorry

I’m not thinking

I’m under your control

So let the ink boil in your veins

Written in blood on the page

Draw up the cross hairs

Take your aim

2 minutes

2 minutes of hate

2 minutes of hate

2 minutes a day

They’re the authors of your pain

Now enrage

Enrage