Stand up The curtains calling again Your tempers ticking down It's nearly time to begin to Enflame Your timely mortal sin You've had this bottled up and now its time to give in Cos we all need someone to blame 2 MINUTES OF HATE Point the finger name and shame 2 MINUTES OF HATE So let the ink boil in your veins Written in blood on the page Draw up the cross hairs Take your aim 2 minutes 2 MINUTES OF HATE 2 MINUTES OF HATE 2 MINUTES A DAY Where do I begin? The novel writing machines Regurgitating enemies Any remedy for your agenda or your smokescreen You Give infame to a pedestal Nickname it unforgettable Like if we're choking on your slogans You can, I don't know... Keep us alive If we bury the migrants You can keep us alive But Whatever we say Whatever box we tick You'll put your drones in the sky And take your aim, prick So let the ink boil in your veins Written in blood on the page Draw up the cross hairs Take your aim 2 minutes 2 MINUTES OF HATE We're just the messengers We're just the messengers We're just the messenger They're the authors of your pain Go hang on your f**ing puppet strings I'm sorry I'm not thinking I'm under your control So let the ink boil in your veins Written in blood on the page Draw up the cross hairs Take your aim 2 minutes 2 MINUTES OF HATE 2 MINUTES OF HATE 2 minutes a day They're the authors of your pain Now enrage Enrage