Hate It
I picked up the phone, I heard your voice
It was the same sound I’d heard before
Old memories came to my mind
We started the chat and you threw it up
And that froze my soul, that froze my heart
I tried to react, don’t getting mad, act normally
Keeping my voice away, to sound so sad
I hang up the phone and closed my eyes
I couldn’t move, not even cry
And all those thoughts, came back to my mind
We were laughing at the roof, or in the classroom
as assholes, we had no respect at all
But we were good guys in the bones
And that froze my soul, that froze my heart
I tried to react, don’t getting mad, act normally
Keeping my voice away, to sound so sad
Now look at me, as an emo kid,
you would hate it and I hate this shit
