Spite — текст песни (SFA)

Once upon a time I was a man ruled by hate
And the way of spite and anger was all I could relate
Such a simple existence, I was looking for a fight
No more than temporary happiness for six feet of spite
Now I`m never gonna live by peace and love
Cause I`m from New York City, where there fly no doves
I`m just tired of being tolerant, I`m still looking for a fight
I`ll never change the way I am, even though I can
I`ll always be six feet of spite