hatesick 가사

Maybe I'm sick, and maybe that makes me contagious No matter what, I know you want me gone Sick to my stomach, I fail to emulate everyone else Who loves or pleases you Oh, smoking cigarettes Maybe I'll get you to hate me even more I know that there is nothing you can blame me for But you find a way Cutting out my tongue, well it won't make it any better You always find a way to make it hurt I'm getting ready to hate you for the things that I'll do wrong Like hanging from the cеiling Or bleeding on the floor Oh, but lighting things on fire Maybe I'll gеt you to hate me even more Oh, I know that there is nothing you can blame me for And I won't hesitate to bite like a dog if you come back around And I can't really say if you made me this way Or if I'm forever bound to misery Smoking cigarettes Maybe I'll get you to hate me even more I know now there is nothing I should blame you for But I find a way