كلمات True Hate

We came down with a crushing might I might be mistaken We came down with a sickening flight Forever forsaken We got all bent right out of shape Hopelessly dreadful Cut through miles of blood-red tape Confessed a gaping mouthful Too much, too late Too much, too late Too much, too late We came down with a crushing might Something so rotten We gave up fighting a good fight Forever forgotten We got all bent right out of shape Hopelessly dreadful Cut through miles of blood-red tape Confessed a gaping mouthful Too much, too late Too much, too late Too much, too late No love, no hate Too much, too late Too much, too late Too much, too late No love, no hate We came down with a crushing might I might be mistaken We came down with a sickening flight Forever forsaken We got all bent right out of shape Hopelessly dreadful Cut through miles of blood-red tape Confessed a gaping mouthful Too much, too late Too much, too late Too much, too late No love, no hate Too much, too late Too much, too late Too much, too late True love, true hate