Why do I still feel,
In a way for which I would kill?
To be rid of these emotions
That you put into motion
Love and hate, neither fake,
Both for you, that you did awake.
I no longer care,
I care too much,
Nothings there
I hate feeling such
I still love you?
I still love you.
In a way for which I would kill?
To be rid of these emotions
That you put into motion
Love and hate, neither fake,
Both for you, that you did awake.
I no longer care,
I care too much,
Nothings there
I hate feeling such
I still love you?
I still love you.
