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When I was a kid, didn't know what it would cost me All the colors in my head coming back to haunt me Moving through the streets, off beat, trying to find my rhythm How could I have known that my love would be my killer? So, I'm telling you... I hate all the things that you made me do I hate all the things that you put me through I hate all the things that you made me lose I hate... If I give you everything I got, I'm left with nothing, Nothing Now I'm screaming through the noise, but my voice can't cut it Oh, a million people cooler than me; there's the Door, now shut it Yeah, I'm telling you... I hate all the things that you made me do I hate all the things that you put me through I hate all the things that you made me lose I hate... I've been thinking way too much about my headline So I'm breaking each and every rule I've been waiting way too long now, this is my time And it's all no thanks to you
Writer(s): Jack Vondracheck, John Martin Vondracheck, John Ogelby, John Richard Ogelby, Patrick Kiloran Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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