What has changed me into something I don't 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 won't 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 word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
Hate is just a four letter word
