In a cripple nation, Raised on hate. There isn't anything To smile about. What I understand best Is fear and hate They make sense to me, They don't lie to me. I had taken all the grief; The less I think the better. I want to get real, All I see is a bunch of fakes What I understand best Is fear and hate, fear and hate They make sense to me, They don't lie to me. Violence always made sense I'm sickened and repulsed I'm from nothing, No one. I'm one from none I'm one from none I'm one from none I'm one from none