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Jul 23, 2008 21:21

addicted to your hate

my scars
are fading

and i wanna rip them open
to show you
you should care
youre never there
never there
but my pains not real

and i dont even exist
i dont exist
but i exit
im always on my way out
i am a problem

a liability
they call me hectic
but im just eclectic

they say it all started
with a chemical imbalance
so if i sniff glue can i fix me

if i bleed
can i find a guy to lick me
hold my hand
steady
while im shaking

i have never stopped breaking
but when the crumbles fall
they laugh
them all

id be helpless without my fists
but i neer learned to fight for whats right
i only learned chaos
on a saturday night

im waiting for the day
to be lead into the light
or be burned alive

im addicted to your hate

come take a sip
you may like what you find
your fears are quelled
your mind is drowned
on just two bottles of wine

back in then a line used to be fine
but now they call it a problem
and suggest you do time

but if amy winehouse is great
then no time soon
will you need to set a date
to do yourself in
put away the juice & gin

im addicted to your hate

just relax take it easy

the doctors say drugs
family says love
friends say dont give a fuck

it hurts like shards of glass
poking through my ribs
like needles
not in my own skin

paint your faces
check your myspaces

its a trip isnt it
how the pain can take you to fame
but when your lookin in magazines
they all sound the same

yes im a rockstar
pornstar
movie star
star star star

im a fucking star
but i suffer from a mirror obsession
my personality
is a quilt
sewn from idols now long dead

and if i dont OD
you can bet
ima shoot myself in the head

such a wasted talent on wasted days
watsing away
wishing for pouring rain

ripped and torn like dirty laundry
but im not trying to get clean
im trying to be mean
but im in too nice a state

im addicted to your hate
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