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Text: The Ramones. Roots Of Hatred.

I know you're everything
Well, I know those tales you told
I smell them in the breeze
With every midnight break
I make you beg me please

I let my soul escape
Well, I let my blood run cold
So that my nerves would freeze
Whatever it would take
To set my heart at ease

Well, later on it got so complicated
That little rock became the roots of hatred
Roots of hatred, roots of hatred, had me fallin'
Fallin' apart, eatin', eatin' away all of my heart
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

A secret hiding place
You said there's very gold
Under roots of all those trees
Whatever [Incomprehensible]
I'll set my heart at ease

Well, later on it got so complicated
That little rock became the roots of hatred
Roots of hatred, roots of hatred, had me fallin'
Fallin' apart, eatin', eatin' away all of my heart
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, oh
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, oh