Just Can't Hate Enough - Sheer Terror

Enough of your shit, I’ve had it up to here

It’s time I made my intentions clear

I don’t give a fuck about your skinhead pride

And I couldn’t care less about the lower east side

I’m just a working class slob who’s tired

Of getting the short end of the stick

It ain’t my problem if I’m not like you

And I’m not sucking Uncle Sam’s dick

You call that negative?

Think I’m out of touch?

I can’t stand living, I can’t stand you, and I just can’t hate enough

You say my hatred has blinded me where I can’t see as far as I could spit

But that’s where you’re wrong 'cause I could see quite clear

And I could see that you’re full of shit