I Hate
Been up for
A long time like I don't need sleep
Wonder if I'll lose count months and weeks
I was sittin on the couch on new years eve
Other people watch clock go on TV
No me though
I been thinkin deep so
Thinkin bout the person that I am and who I wanna be
Wonder what she loving me for
Told you I'ma piece of shit sometimes all I think about is me so
And I notice my emotions mixed
I try to spread love though I find I don't convince
Myself that I don't hate some so be it
Who gives a fuck everybody got a bone to pick with someone
But whatcha gonna do
Cuz nothin really matters does it
Tell me what do you think
I find it odd how no one round me
Understood the way I felt I was down
And now it seem like everybody got a problem
Whether its depression or its more anxiety
Wonder how many people really feel it
Wonder how many think its cool to feel it
Now I see many people speakin on it
But if you ain't felt it then don't spend about it
That be like you talkin bout drivin cars
But you never had a car to drive around in
That be like you talkin bout poppin bars
Never even seen a bar or had to pop it
People always actin like they always right
Never wanna say they wrong it start a fight
But I don't ever talk about this shit too loud
Cause everybody walkin round don't wanna hear about it so
I hate how the time I wasted ain't never coming back
So I know I gotta face it
And I hate how everybody try to claim that they understand me and my complex brain and
I hate how now I got a name people that would try to hate me now is tryna hang and
I hate how my friends from way back when I started making music dipped but I wont name them
I hate how the time I wasted ain't never coming back so I know I gotta face it
And I hate how everybody try to claim that they understand me and my complex brain and
I hate how now I got a name people that would try to hate me now is tryna hang and
I hate how my friends from way back when I started making music dipped but I wont name them
I hate how I wish that I was famous
But at the same time man I wish that I was nameless
And I hate how people writing lame shit get so much attention when they never was amazing
I hate when she told me that she loved me back when all she did was show me
That I shouldn't feel the same and
I say I hate til the day ends if I calm down I realize that I don't hate shit
If it only were a little more simple
All alone I think a little more syllabols
Writtin poetry I sit at home when its cold
Fillin notes
In my phone
When I been up in my zone
Man I really start to wishin it was April
Or maybe May when the festivals arranged too
Last year I was afraid to go
And run into all the people that I hate the most but
Part of me really wish that I'da went
Instead I pulled up for the fireworks was hiding by the whip
I was waitin in the line when everybody bouta dip
Looked around and realized that I don't recognize these people
And the ones I do
Well I don't know
So I couldn't give a fuck bout you
I was tryna walk around
Wasn't fuckin with the crowd
Or the motha fuckin town so I sped off from the scene bro
I hate how the time I wasted ain't never coming back so I know I gotta face it
And I hate how everybody try to claim that they understand me and my complex brain and
I hate how now I got a name people that would try to hate me now is tryna hang and
I hate how my friends from way back when I started making music dipped but I wont name them
I hate how I wish that I was famous
But at the same time man I wish that I was nameless
And I hate how people writing lame shit get so much attention when they never was amazing
I hate when she told me that she loved me back when all she did was show me
That I shouldn't feel the same and
I say I hate til the day ends if I calm down I realize that I don't hate shit
A long time like I don't need sleep
Wonder if I'll lose count months and weeks
I was sittin on the couch on new years eve
Other people watch clock go on TV
No me though
I been thinkin deep so
Thinkin bout the person that I am and who I wanna be
Wonder what she loving me for
Told you I'ma piece of shit sometimes all I think about is me so
And I notice my emotions mixed
I try to spread love though I find I don't convince
Myself that I don't hate some so be it
Who gives a fuck everybody got a bone to pick with someone
But whatcha gonna do
Cuz nothin really matters does it
Tell me what do you think
I find it odd how no one round me
Understood the way I felt I was down
And now it seem like everybody got a problem
Whether its depression or its more anxiety
Wonder how many people really feel it
Wonder how many think its cool to feel it
Now I see many people speakin on it
But if you ain't felt it then don't spend about it
That be like you talkin bout drivin cars
But you never had a car to drive around in
That be like you talkin bout poppin bars
Never even seen a bar or had to pop it
People always actin like they always right
Never wanna say they wrong it start a fight
But I don't ever talk about this shit too loud
Cause everybody walkin round don't wanna hear about it so
I hate how the time I wasted ain't never coming back
So I know I gotta face it
And I hate how everybody try to claim that they understand me and my complex brain and
I hate how now I got a name people that would try to hate me now is tryna hang and
I hate how my friends from way back when I started making music dipped but I wont name them
I hate how the time I wasted ain't never coming back so I know I gotta face it
And I hate how everybody try to claim that they understand me and my complex brain and
I hate how now I got a name people that would try to hate me now is tryna hang and
I hate how my friends from way back when I started making music dipped but I wont name them
I hate how I wish that I was famous
But at the same time man I wish that I was nameless
And I hate how people writing lame shit get so much attention when they never was amazing
I hate when she told me that she loved me back when all she did was show me
That I shouldn't feel the same and
I say I hate til the day ends if I calm down I realize that I don't hate shit
If it only were a little more simple
All alone I think a little more syllabols
Writtin poetry I sit at home when its cold
Fillin notes
In my phone
When I been up in my zone
Man I really start to wishin it was April
Or maybe May when the festivals arranged too
Last year I was afraid to go
And run into all the people that I hate the most but
Part of me really wish that I'da went
Instead I pulled up for the fireworks was hiding by the whip
I was waitin in the line when everybody bouta dip
Looked around and realized that I don't recognize these people
And the ones I do
Well I don't know
So I couldn't give a fuck bout you
I was tryna walk around
Wasn't fuckin with the crowd
Or the motha fuckin town so I sped off from the scene bro
I hate how the time I wasted ain't never coming back so I know I gotta face it
And I hate how everybody try to claim that they understand me and my complex brain and
I hate how now I got a name people that would try to hate me now is tryna hang and
I hate how my friends from way back when I started making music dipped but I wont name them
I hate how I wish that I was famous
But at the same time man I wish that I was nameless
And I hate how people writing lame shit get so much attention when they never was amazing
I hate when she told me that she loved me back when all she did was show me
That I shouldn't feel the same and
I say I hate til the day ends if I calm down I realize that I don't hate shit
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Writer(s): Austyn Contrastano
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