Hate
Hate
Wait
Soft intermission arise
A new sensation of empty
You fill it up to the sky
Soft intermission
Hate
Hate
Wait
This perfect sickness
It's hard to crack
Give in to anger
Or give it back
Do I deserve this? (Yes I do)
For all I've done
All I've done to you
Soft intermission arise
A new sensation of empty
You fill it up to the sky
My perfect seven
Hate
Hate
Wait
Hate
Hate
Hate
Wait
A new beginning inside
Her belly soft with the cancer
Hands up pushing the sky
It's neverending
A new beginning inside
Her belly soft with the cancer
Hands up pushing the sky
It's neverending
Pain
Pain
Pain
Pain

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Writer(s): Carlos Pinheiro