I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick — it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh — even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you're not around and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you — not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
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Maybe we are really the same people,
Maybe we don't get along sometimes,
Just 'cause it hurts doesn't mean it's evil,
It always heals with a little time,
Need you so bad
(...)
- Unreleased by Lil Peep and TooPoor
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