Born To Hate You (feat. Stephen Krypel)

I am love, to say the fucking least

The blood that's on my hands
It's too hard to understand
If I were you, I'd turn and walk away my friend

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah

I was born to tell you I hate you
Now I know, I'm nothing without you
And I swore this would be the end
My sweet revenge, my sweet revenge

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah

You were born to eat me alive
You were born to fuck me up, and leave me to die
Oh, I dunno where to go anymo-o-ore
I was born on this drawer, but I can't take it no more

(I was born to tell you I hate you)

I am love, to say the fucking least
Oh, when will this be over?
Tell me, tell me
(Tell me, fucking tell me, will ya?)

Dreams are made of
Everything, everything that I am afraid of
Dreams are made of everything I am

There's a smile when I think about you
Passed out on the floor, with no one around to
Tell me, tell me
Is this everything you're asking for? Am I everything you want, and more?

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah-eah

Dreams are made of
Everything, everything that I am afraid of
Dreams are made of everything I am
Dreams are made of everything I am

I am love, to say the fucking least