Iīll call you a doctor
Or find you a priest
īCause no one can save you
And you wonīt get no peace

Iīve felt your displeasure
And girl I used to relate
So donīt hand me no anger
Iīll be crushed by the weight

Thatīs the high price of hate
Thatīs a high price of hate (little girl)
Lord whatīs the cost of my fate

Sheīll lay out wide open
Like a surgical knife
Iīve watched it take over
Whatīs left of your miserable life

Sheīll live on deception
Your pleasures long dead
Your soul is left bleeding
From the lies that you spread

Donīt pull on my collar
I wonīt rise to debate
Donīt ask me for comfort
Youīre a lifetime too late

Thatīs the high price of hate (yeah little girl)
Thatīs a high price of hate (hey)
Lord whatīs the cost of my fate baby

Ooh, thereīs a storm overhead
Will it ever end baby
Itīs all inside your head
Is it gonna end

INSTRUMENTAL

(Thatīs a high price) Thatīs a high price of hate
(Yeah love) Thatīs a high price of hate
Yeah, I hope I ainīt asking too late

Thatīs a high price of hate
Thatīs the high price of hate
(Yeah) Who gonna, who gonna, who gonna become insane

Itīs a high price of hate

And I guess thatīs comes to my fate baby

Yeah, like a surgical knife
Little girl, I guess thatīs gonna cost of my fate
I wanna know, I wanna know
Who gonna, who gonna, who gonna become insane
Whoah little girl
Hope I ainīt asking too late
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah no...