La Haine des Pauvres

Do you wanna know why I hate you today?

I am the eye that’s seriously watching you
Bored and dirty eye looking your beauty
Beautiful and glorious to children or old
But I can’t live and I can’t be this stolen gold

To steal all your gold
To live the glory
To look your beauty
To watch your seriousness

Do you wanna know why I hate you today?

I am the eye that’s pleasantly looking at him
Tender and ashamed eye watching his naivety
Weak and tired, I cannot stay apart
This pleasure lift my spirit and soft my heart

To harden your heart
To let you in
To watch your guile
To look your distaste

So let it rot with me
Pretend you are the one
Then make your route alone
And sleep with all disease

Do you wanna know why I hate you today?

Your pride let us in the way
Your pride let us in the way
This pride's growing up my hate
This pride has increased my hate