Hated
 作词 : Paul Meany/Jake Torrey/Adam Warrington/Dominic Harrison
 作曲 : Paul Meany/Jake Torrey/Adam Warrington/Dominic Harrison
 Alright kid, how's life? 'Bout time that we spoke
 Lets talk about the day when you were seven years old
 The doctor took your little dick out, put it straight down his throat
 You never said a word to anybody, no one was told
 Your mum was in the same room she was dying to know
 Why when the curtain opened up you were white as a ghost
 She's probably finding out now in the line to your show
 Why you'll never trust a guy in a tie and a coat

 But you don't want to do what your daddy did
 Bury it deep down keep it under your skin
 So you put pen and paper, made a verse of it, and you murdered it, and the chorus went

 You gotta kill somebody to be somebody to be who you want to be
 You gotta hit rock bottom to live through all the shit nobody believes
 You're gonna hurt some people
 But first some people will thirst on watching you bleed
 And that's when you know that you made it
 You made it
 When you're hated

 Fast forward and before you, know the albums out
 Crowds loud sold-out shows
 But right now as far as popular opinion goes
 You're a posh, queer-baiting, indulgent arsehole
 Spits beer on the kids while infecting their earholes
 Mate that's why you've been sent here to **** with the fearful
 Tits out, **** boys in the back of the vehicle
 Tracksuits, lipstick got the Catholics tearful

 But you don't want to do what your daddy did
 Bury it deep down keep it under your skin
 So you put pen and paper, made a verse of it, and you murdered it, and the chorus went

 You gotta kill somebody to be somebody to be who you want to be
 You gotta hit rock bottom to live through all the shit nobody believes
 You're gonna hurt some people
 But first some people will thirst on watching you bleed
 And that's when you know that you made it
 You made it
 When you're hated

 Alright, you thought that was it?
 Nah, don't get cocky we haven't even started yet
 You go back and forth from your North American tour
 Your sister can't even look at you, she won't open the door
 The story you told was only partially yours
 You outed her in a magazine
 Who the **** do you think you are?
 You forgot your family listens to the radio in the car
 You're trying to be authentic but you're taking it too far
 You're messed up in the head, you ****ed up with your friends, your family's upset
 Don't call them, you forget
 You say "I'm Sorry Jem, things are pretty crazy right now"
 She says, "I love you Dom, but I ****ing hate you right now"

 You gotta kill somebody to be somebody to be who you want to be
 You gotta hit rock bottom to live through all the shit nobody believes
 You're gonna hurt some people
 But first some people will thirst on watching you bleed
 And that's when you know that you made it
 You made it
 When you're hated
 That's when you know that you made it
 That's when you know that you made it
 You made it
 When you're hated