YUNGBLUD - Hated (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YUNGBLUD - Hated (en) Lyrics
- My god, what have
I done?
Alright kid, how’s life?
‘Bout time that we spoke
Lets talk about the day when
you were seven years old
The doctor took your little
dick out, put it straight
down his throat,
You never said a word to
anybody, no one was told
Your mum was in the same
room she was dying to know,
Why when the curtain opened
up you were white as a ghost
She’s probably finding out
now in the line to your show
Why you’ll never trust a
guy in a tie and a coat
But you don’t want to do
what your daddy did
Bury it deep down keep it
under your skin
So you put pen and paper,
made a verse of it
And you murdered it,
and the chorus went
You gotta kill somebody
to be somebody
To be who you want to be
You gotta hit rock bottom
To live through all the
shit nobody believes
You’re gonna hurt
some people
But first some people will
thirst on watching you bleed
And that’s when you know
that you made it
You made it
When you’re hated
Fast forward and before
you, know the albums out
Crowds loud sold-out shows
But right now as far as
popular opinion goes
You’re a posh, queer-baiting,
indulgent arsehole
Spits beer on the kids while
infecting their earholes
Mate that’s why you’ve
been sent here to fuck
with the fearful
Tits out, fuck boys in the
back of the vehicle
Tracksuits, lipstick got
the catholics tearful
Alright, you thought
that was it?
Nah, don’t get cocky we
haven’t even started yet
You go back and forth from
your north american tour
Your sister can’t even look at
you, she won’t open the door
The story you told was only
partially yours
You outed her in a magazine
Who the fuck do you think
you are?
You forgot your family listens
to the radio in the car
You’re trying to be authentic
but you’re taking it too far
You’re messed up in
the head, you fucked up
with your friends
Your family’s upset,
don’t call them, you forget
You say “i’m sorry jem,
things are pretty crazy
right now”
She says, “i love you dom,
but I fucking hate you
right now”
(That’s how you know
that you made it)
(You made it)
(When you’re hated)
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