Yeah Seven miles per second escape velocity Is needed to evade you negate your gravity You call me misanthropic avoid reality The fact is i must leave here to stay is killing me or you I will kill you... yeah Hate you and i hate this place I hate the look thats on your face Hate your smile i hate your eyes Hate your fuckin social disguise Hate the way you look at me I hate what you think you see I hate the fact that you know me I hate i hate i fucking hate... Say you want me hanging round That would put me underground I think i would rather be dead Get that through your fucking head The things you say seem wrong to me Your actions speak to cleverly Is this the way its meant to be What is it that you cannot see Yeah Seven miles per second escape velocity Is needed to evade you negate your gravity You call me misanthropic avoid reality The fact is i must leave here to stay is killing me or you