What has changed me into something i dont know? Forgotten feelings like i never know Eyeballs bouncing in a room of blinded me Careful of the feelings i thought i knew me
A man is waiting at the corner screaming at me Angry hate for myself : the hidden me A closet of angry words no sight to put them in Hateful sea of love with no one to put it in
A classic film of yesterday is just today Once tomorrow, maybe never, i hate me Bricking myself into the wall of wretched sin Hoping to be by myself, i wont let you in
My product is only second-grade I hate to discuss what this man has made Forming in my hands i know it all too well Staring at my glass i know myself too well Hate is just a four letter wordTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
