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I.Hate.It 3
I Hate Myself for the things I feel
Love is a fragile thing, something I can't conceal
I sometimes think I'm in love with this boy, yet I know it's not real
My heart trying to help me out, it's a play, nothing else
But it still makes me hate myself,
for leading myself astray
I'm waiting here alone
Till you appear right here in front
When I can truly love,
And make this all count
No more will I feel alone
Or twist my life this way
My true love, come soon
Let us start our day
© Three
Love is a fragile thing, something I can't conceal
I sometimes think I'm in love with this boy, yet I know it's not real
My heart trying to help me out, it's a play, nothing else
But it still makes me hate myself,
for leading myself astray
I'm waiting here alone
Till you appear right here in front
When I can truly love,
And make this all count
No more will I feel alone
Or twist my life this way
My true love, come soon
Let us start our day
© Three
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