The War Within You Wage

Negative Wolts

Composición de: Caio Perassoli Hey
I could tell you all the lies
But I knew the world'll be false
I want you to burn all those pies
May I wanna adore everyone else
These sunny days make me sick
What did you become yesterday?
A word to rhyme with prick
Which wine do you want me to say

Your self-hate is the weight of my love
Your self-hate is the weight of my love
Your self-hate is the weight of my love
Your self-hate is the weight of my love

The more you hate yourself
The more I love you
Buried your heart on a broken shelf
Now I'm shattered black and blue
Chocolate cake with a knife inside
Chasing ghosts and lines of cocaine
All my demons love to ride
She kissed the night and took the train

Your self-hate is the weight of my love
Your self-hate is the weight of my love
Your self-hate is the weight of my love
Your self-hate is the weight of my love

Turn off the lights and close the curtains
In my pocket I have a cigar and some coins
Hit me at the speed of sounds
I only weigh four six ten pounds

Your self-hate is the weight of my love
Your self-hate is the weight of my love
Your self-hate is the weight of my love
Your self-hate is the weight of my love
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