The Strength of My Hate - Eilera

My fingers are bleeding cut by

many eggs' skin

Just the right to Shut It

when the next Humiliation is coming

Or it is my back aching,

too many glasses to be filled

But always Keep Smiling That’s your job

So Barbie keep on smiling

The Strength of My Hate

On all the people

who want me to think I am Shit

Hours and hours running,

I can count them no more

Not like my salary, could be counted

by the kids I’m watching

And the best of all: the Speach!

Evil eyes, filthy soul

Cruel words to steal all that is beautiful in Me

The Strength of My Hate

on all the people

Who want Me to think I am Shit!