Hate Me
Blue October
I have to block out thoughts of you
So I don't lose my head
They crawl in like a cockroach
Leaving babies in my bed
Dropping little reels of tape
To remind me that I'm alone
Playing movies in my head that
Make a porno feel like home
There's a burning in my pride
A nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want from you
Will
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