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israel's son - silverchair

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“israel’s son”

hate is what i feel for you,
and i want you to know that i want you dead.
you’re late for the execution…
if you’re not here soon, i’ll kill your friend instead.

all the pain i feel
couldn’t start to heal
although i would like it to

i hate you and your apathy.
you can leave, you can leave, i don’t want you here.
i’m playing this pantomime,
but i don’t see you showing any signs of fear.

all the pain i feel
couldn’t start to heal
although i would like it to
this time i’m for real
my pain can not heal
you will be dead when i’m through

[chorus]

pain and execution
put your hands in the air
put your hands in the air
the air… yeah

i am, i am israel’s son
israel’s son i am
put your hands in the air
put your hands in the air

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