Pop (H)ate(s) Itself (исполнитель: I Was A Teenage Satan Worshipper)

what can i do when you're on me
making me feel so sweet relieved
trying to get close to have a better look
i cannot say the things i should.

it's not your fault, i blame my part
it's not my fault, you tease my heart
it's not what you think, it's lot much more
i just can't tell what is this for.

there is no chance, but break our hearts,
there is no chance, let's break our hearts,
there is no chance, let's break our hearts,
there is no chance.

it's not a secret, you died somewhere
in midnight tease, the place is still there.

there is no chance, but break our hearts,
there is no chance, let's break our hearts,
there is no chance, let's break our hearts,
there is no chance. (x2)
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