LYRIC
I think I hate myself
Which I can't, can't accept
So I project it on you
And everyone else
I try to drive away but I don't get far
So I cry in the safety of my car
I will never be comfortable
I think I hate myself
Which I can't, can't accept
So I project it on you
And everyone else
I try to drive away but I don't get far
So I cry in the safety of my car
I will never be comfortable
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I think I hate myself
Which I can't, can't accept
So I project it on you
And everyone else
I try to drive away but I don't get far
So I cry in the safety of my car
I will never be comfortable
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