You got the eyes of a vulture  As you gaze from your meaningless throne  And the pain that you've been selling  I'd rather die before I own    I'll call you a doctor  Or find you a priest  'Cause no one can save you  And you won't get no peace    I've felt your displeasure  And girl I used to relate  So don't hand me no anger  I'll be crushed by the weight    That's the high price of hate  That's the high price of hate  Little Girl  Lord what's the cost of my fate    She'll lay you wide open  Like a surgical knife  I've watched it take over  What's left of your miserable life    She'll live on deception  Your pleasures long dead  Your soul is left bleeding  From the lies that you spread    Don't pull on my collar  I won't rise to debate  Don't ask me for comfort  You're a lifetime too late    That's the high price of hate  That's the high price of hate  Lord what's the cost of my fate    There's a storm overhead  Will it ever end baby  It's all inside your head  Is it gonna end    That's the high price of hate  That's the high price of hate  Yeah, I hope I ain't asking too late  That's the high price of hate  That's the high price of hate