I Think I Hate Myself

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    I think I hate myself, nobody else
    And all my daydreams send me to hell
    And all my friends have left again
    Is this real or is it in my head?

    Do I still feel alive or is it just the high?
    Still waking, baking tryna convince myself I'm fine
    I don't really know what I am doing right now
    Fake it till I make it 'cause I don't know how
    Still waking, baking, but I'm telling my mum I'm fine

    What the hell is going on with me?
    I feel at home in a cemetery

    I, I hate myself, nobody else
    And all my daydreams send me to hell
    And all my friends have left again
    Is this rеal or is it in my head? (alright, alright)

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    Is it such a crime to hate mysеlf sometimes?
    I'm smoking, choking, but I'm only just getting by
    Call me a vanilla kleptomaniac
    Stealing from the rich and never giving back
    Still smoking, choking, but I'm telling my dad I'm fine

    I told you once, told you twice
    Take my advice, I'm just a weirdo
    Reality bites, I try to be nice
    'Cause you don't wanna go where I go
    Seeing ultra-violent on a bathroom floor
    Tryin' to be content but always wanting more
    Still smokin', chokin', am I feeling alive?

    I, I hate myself, nobody else
    And all my daydreams send me to hell
    And all my friends have left again
    Is this real or is it in my head?

    Cross my heart, I hope to die
    Stick your needles in my eyes
    Am I alive or feeling less?
    So give me sex and cigarettes

    Guilty I'm preoccupied
    With what will happen when I die
    Am I alive or feeling less?
    Is this real or is it in my head?

    I, I hate myself, nobody else
    And all my daydreams send me to hell
    And all my friends have left again
    Is this real or is it in my head?

    And I, I hate myself
    I hate myself
    I hate myself

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