Lady Capulet
We're born to hate
Soon as we leave
Our mother's womb
Hate's in the air
And to survive
We breathe its fumes
We love to hate
Hatred's the third word that we learn
Mama, Papa
And after that it's hatred's turn
We're born to hate
It's like a serpent in the soul
We're so consumed
It seems the serpent's in control
We love to hate
Lady Montague
We are the same
I too can see
Things I despise
Year after year
Poisonous hate
Burns from your eyes
There's so much hate
Day after day the children grieve
Just look at them
And see the legacy we leave
In every street
A broken heart, a blood-stained sword
We fight to win
But it's a fight without reward
Lady Capulet
You pay the price
Look at your face
Hate's in each pore of your wretched skin
Another day, another death
You'll pass it on to your next of kin
Lady Montague
It makes us old before our time
Hate is a whore, a plague, a curse
I doubt if we will live to see
Hate disappear from the universe
Both
It makes us old before our time
Hate is a whore, a plague, a curse
I doubt if we will live to see
Hate disappear from the universe
Chorus
We're born to hate
It's like a serpent in the soul
We're so consumed
It seems the serpent's in control
Lady Montague
Benvolio, have you seen Romeo?
Mercutio
My guess is he's prancing along the river bank
Lady Montague
What are you saying?
Mercutio
Handing out daffodils to complete strangers in the street
Lady Montague
Why?
Mercutio
Because he's gone mad
Benvolio
If love is madness
Mercutio
Definitely
Lady Montague
Love? Why, who is he in love with?
Mercutio
Rosaline.
Benvolio
The name's irrelevant. It's love he's in love with.
Lady Montague
Well, thank God he missed the fight here. Here he comes.
Benvolio
You better go, he wouldn't want you to see him like this.
Lady Montague
Look after him, Benvolio.
Benvolio
I always do. Leave him to me.
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