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Ignorance
Ignorance is the root of all hatred

Hey, hey, hey are you O-KKK little man in your pretty white dress?
Standing on the steps with the sun on your face do you really think that anyone’s impressed?
Blow horn hate at full volume you grace the crowd expounding on your lack of progress
Inside the capitol leaders now touch themselves excited by the words that you press
Everybody does it, not everybody spreads it with a total lack of finesse
Even god expounds it, at least that’s what they teach you with the limited views, they possess
marching in a rhythm that is set by your fathers you believe that your beliefs are the best
down your nose is a long way to look at those you fear and observe and oppress

the dumber you are, the better you feel,
(life is so easy when you don’t have to deal)
the dumber you are, the better you kill
(life is so easy when you don’t know what’s real)
Ignorance is the root of all hatred [x4]
I Love You, I Hate You, I Love You, I Hate You…[x2]

Rile up the country for another war lets go its easy when the enemy is queer
Everyone is different there surely they are evil lets kill everyone that’s not, like, here
Build up a support for it get everyone to worship it, give everyone a sense of what, to, fear
Too many atrocities are fueled by this monstrosity that even when it’s painful for them they, will, cheer
planted like a seed it grows until nobody seems to know when it first became a poison so severe
it’s easier to fall in line then try to shift out of the binds that don’t match up with the other cogs that’s in the gears
this fire, we dance with it, even try romancing it, playing with an oven we are sure to get seared
but you better watch your back or you could end up in a sack when you are dancing with a puppeteer

the dumber you are, the better you feel,
(life is so easy when you don’t have to deal)
the dumber you are, the better you kill
(life is so easy when you don’t know what’s real)
Ignorance is the root of all hatred [x4]
I Love You, I Hate You, I Love You, I Hate You…[x2]

this thing brings me to my knees
Man will find a cure for every disease
But there never will be a cure for this

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