What has changed me into something i don´t know
Forgotten feelings i never know
Eyeballs bouncing in a room of blinded me
Careful of the feelings i thought i knew me
A man i is waiting at the corner
Screaming at me
Angry hate for myself the hidden me
A close of angry words no sight to put them in
Hateful sea of love with no one to put it in
A classic film of yesterday is just today
Once tomorrow, maybe never. i hate me

Bricking myself into the wall of wretched sin
Hoping to be by myself i won´t let you in

My product is only second grade
I hate to discuss what this man has made
Forming in my hands i know it all too well
Staring at the glass i know myself to well

Hate is just a 4 letter word
Hate is just a 4 letter word