Lyric High Price Of Hate

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 d 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

That s the high price of hate
That s the high price of hate
Lord what s the cost of my fate

She ll lay out 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
That s the high price of hate
Lord what s the cost of my fate

Oooh, there s a storm overhead
Will it ever end baby
It s all inside your head
Is it gonna end

That s the high price of hate
That s the high price of hate
Yeah, I hope I ain t asking too late
That s the high price of hate
That s the high price of hate