Song: Born To Hate You
Viewed: 51 - Published at: 4 years ago
Artist: Sew Intricate & Joel Faviere
Year: 2014Viewed: 51 - Published at: 4 years ago
I am love, to say the fucking least
The blood that's on my hands
It's too hard to understand
If I were you, I'd turn and walk away my friend
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
I was born to tell you I hate you
Now I know, I'm nothing without you
And I swore this would be the end
My sweet revenge, my sweet revenge
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
You were born to eat me alive
You were born to fuck me up, and leave me to die
Oh, I dunno where to go anymo-o-ore
I was born on this drawer, but I can't take it no more
(I was born to tell you I hate you)
I am love, to say the fucking least
Oh, when will this be over?
Tell me, tell me
(Tell me, fucking tell me, will ya?)
Dreams are made of
Everything, everything that I am afraid of
Dreams are made of everything I am
There's a smile when I think about you
Passed out on the floor, with no one around to
Tell me, tell me
Is this everything you're asking for? Am I everything you want, and more?
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Dreams are made of
Everything, everything that I am afraid of
Dreams are made of everything I am
Dreams are made of everything I am
I am love, to say the fucking least
The blood that's on my hands
It's too hard to understand
If I were you, I'd turn and walk away my friend
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
I was born to tell you I hate you
Now I know, I'm nothing without you
And I swore this would be the end
My sweet revenge, my sweet revenge
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
You were born to eat me alive
You were born to fuck me up, and leave me to die
Oh, I dunno where to go anymo-o-ore
I was born on this drawer, but I can't take it no more
(I was born to tell you I hate you)
I am love, to say the fucking least
Oh, when will this be over?
Tell me, tell me
(Tell me, fucking tell me, will ya?)
Dreams are made of
Everything, everything that I am afraid of
Dreams are made of everything I am
There's a smile when I think about you
Passed out on the floor, with no one around to
Tell me, tell me
Is this everything you're asking for? Am I everything you want, and more?
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Dreams are made of
Everything, everything that I am afraid of
Dreams are made of everything I am
Dreams are made of everything I am
I am love, to say the fucking least
( Sew Intricate & Joel Faviere )
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