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I hate
With every fiber of my being
I hate that I love people
Stupid fucking people
Who can't even be bothered
To read my mind and know I do
I have to constantly figure out a way
To describe my emotional state to them
I hate it, oh, how I hate language
So full of possibilities and restrictions
Tone of voice, body language, physical presence
All of that trash prevents proper understanding
Let me crack open my skull
With a beautifully sickening pop
And let the colors I feel and taste
When I see you pour out of my split bone
And show to you how much
You make me feel you stupid individual
I hate that I love people
Stupid fucking people
Who can't even be bothered
To read my mind and know I do
I have to constantly figure out a way
To describe my emotional state to them
I hate it, oh, how I hate language
So full of possibilities and restrictions
Tone of voice, body language, physical presence
All of that trash prevents proper understanding
Let me crack open my skull
With a beautifully sickening pop
And let the colors I feel and taste
When I see you pour out of my split bone
And show to you how much
You make me feel you stupid individual
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