Bomb the Music Industry!
The Shit That You Hate
[Verse 1]
My telephone's been abuzz all morning
And I don't know who is trying to get through
I did some shit that I should have done smarter
But they get away with everything
So I thought I could get away, I thought I could get away too

[Verse 2]
Down in the gulf there's a black sea-monster
And my crime ain't huge, a world-tattered cube
That I didn't affix with a shiny new sticker
Go swallow the summer and choke on the fumes
Because they get away with everything that they do

[Chorus 1]
So hold onto your home, it's shaky, I know
But if you flee, trash will follow
Home, onto your home, it's shaky, I know
But if you flee, trash will follow
The winds that you left in your wake and you'll fall down again

[Verse 3]
Oh, the office called, you're in deep, deep trouble
The shit you're afraid of has made you hateful
And you're letting on, tired eyes, all spiteful
And nobody cares, we all got sorrows
[Chorus 2]
So hold onto your home and onto your hope
Sorrow don't answer problems
Hold onto your home and onto your hope
Sorrow don't answer problems
Hold onto your home and onto your hope
Sorrow don't answer problems
Hold onto your home and onto your hope
Sorrow don't answer problems

[Chorus 3]
Nobody cares, we're all in trouble
The shit that you hate don't make you special
Nobody cares, we're all in trouble
The shit that you hate don't make you special
Nobody cares, we're all in trouble
The shit that you hate don't make you special
Nobody cares, we're all in trouble
The shit that you hate don't make you special

[Outro]
The shit that you hate don't make you special
The shit that you hate don't make you special
The shit that you hate don't make you special
The shit that you hate don't make you special
The shit that you hate don't make you special
The shit that you hate
The shit that you hate
The shit that you hate don't make you special
The shit that you hate
The shit that you hate