Where did all the hate come from, for your sons and daughters, sons and daughters? We share existence more, rather than talking,
Where did all the hate come from, for your sons and daughters, sons and daughters? We're walking through the halls but we're barely talking.
Where did all the hate come from? We're just taking orders, taking orders,
Be careful on the borders of your ambitions and then what's lawless,
Where did all the hate come from for your sons and daughters, sons and daughters? We share existence more, rather than talking.
Walking on the banks, our footsteps slow, A couple years ago,
That's where you let me know,
And I wondered,
Where did all the hate come from, for your sons and daughters, sons and daughters? We share existence more, rather than talking.
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Where did all the hate come from, for your sons and daughters, sons and daughters? We share existence more, rather than talking,
Where did all the hate come from, for your sons and daughters, sons and daughters? We're walking through the halls but we're barely talking.
Where did all the hate come from? We're just taking orders, taking orders,
Be careful on the borders of your ambitions and then what's lawless,
Where did all the hate come from for your sons and daughters, sons and daughters? We share existence more, rather than talking.
Walking on the banks, our footsteps slow, A couple years ago,
That's where you let me know,
And I wondered,
Where did all the hate come from, for your sons and daughters, sons and daughters? We share existence more, rather than talking.
Where did all the hate come from, for your sons and daughters, sons and daughters? We're walking through the halls but we're barely talking.
Where did all the hate come from? We're just taking orders, taking orders,
Be careful on the borders of your ambitions and then what's lawless,
Where did all the hate come from for your sons and daughters, sons and daughters? We share existence more, rather than talking.
Walking on the banks, our footsteps slow, A couple years ago,
That's where you let me know,
And I wondered,
Where did all the hate come from, for your sons and daughters, sons and daughters? We share existence more, rather than talking.
Writer: Oliver Bowley
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music