I don't want to get high to be free or hold my baby tight
I'd hate to love like you love to dance
Hold onto the beat, the worthless beat endlessly
And if this is love then what is hate
This dead end feels so natural
And your love seems so cynical
If terminal is beautiful
Then we love this dead end ritual
Dance, the skinheads dance, the k**ers date the sectioned raped
And if this is love then what is hate