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The Hatred
What the heck am I feeling
Omg my heart is beating
My brain is screaming
I've never had this feeling
Where the heck is the meaning
My hands are shaking
My heart keeps on braking
my life keeps taking
The hurt you're making
Why can't you leave me alone
Its not like you have a phone
Look here I'm all grown
we're all grown
Why can't you leave me alone
We're done dude
We're done
It's not like you were any fun
You standing here makes it harder to hold the trigger of this gun
Omg my heart is beating
My brain is screaming
I've never had this feeling
Where the heck is the meaning
My hands are shaking
My heart keeps on braking
my life keeps taking
The hurt you're making
Why can't you leave me alone
Its not like you have a phone
Look here I'm all grown
we're all grown
Why can't you leave me alone
We're done dude
We're done
It's not like you were any fun
You standing here makes it harder to hold the trigger of this gun
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