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Sometimes when I sit there and scream out my guts
You know you cannot hear a thing
Psycho extremities, masturb*tion
Breath down the streets, fall my head
Fall through my head
Roll through my head
Never give in
Chorus
It should have been, it could have worked
I dont see no reason why
It could have been, it should have worked
To each their own sacrifice
Sometimes I will swim through the feces I leave
I spit up your disease
Faking me out, taking me down
Liquor me up youre sticking around
I cant see your disease; I cant hear what you hear
But you see me falling to your weak needs
Chorus
I hate you (tell my lies)
I hate you more than before
I hate you much more than before
Chorus