fundamentally loathsome
And I want to wake up in your white, white sun
And I want to wake up in your world with no pain
But I'll just suffer in a hope to die, someday
While you are numb, all of the way
When I hate it, I know I can feel
But when you love, you know it's not real, no
When I hate it, I know I can feel
But when you love, you know it's not real
And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world
On its way to Hell
The living are dead and I hope to join them, too
I know what to do and I do it well
When I hate it, I know I can feel
But when you love, you know it's not real, no
When I hate it, I know I can feel
But when you love, you know it's not real
Shoot myself to love you
If I loved myself, I'd be shooting you
Shoot myself to love you
If I loved myself, I'd be shooting you
Shoot myself to love you
If I loved myself, I'd be shooting you
Shoot myself to love you
If I loved myself, I'd be shooting you