Love To Hate

I hate to be this man who walks around

Telling tales of sin and foolish pride

Look at me and tell me who you see

Tell me what I need and who to be


I love the way I hate to feel

So someone take control of the wheel

I love my God but hate to kneel

Is it life or death that's really real?


I don't care if you think that I'm a mess

Passion for my art has given me such bliss

And given me the strength; A heart of steel

It once was golden but heartache soon revealed


I can't remember the last time that I found

A place of meaning to plant my roots and sound

Where will I be when the final grain of sand

Falls and sends us back to the fruitful land?


I love to hate

And hate to love

I love to hate