I did so much
Stopped my sins
And realized new enemies
I sneaked and begged
Hitting the floor
From your bullets
of lies and deceit
I packed up and stood
For your gently kiss
They ended up being rough hands
I hate you more than your fake words
I hate you more than i hate myself
And i hate you because i still love you
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