Hatrid and malice, the makings of my palace
But nothing is quite what it seems
Annoyance an frustration, unreachable temptation
I want a drug that won't let me dream
Flustered feelings, crumbling ceilings
I tried, but lost the bet
I see that creep in my sleep
And awake in a cold sweat
I rhyme, I rap, I do what I can
To keep my mind off her
But it's a paradox because when I rhyme
I always rhyme about her
Moving on? Well, I did
I moved every which way but straight
And if you ask me to look upon her
I'll look upon her with hate
It's just, she's in the corner of my eye
Right where I used to look
I find traces of her in my camera
And a picture holding my place in a book
And I get saddened and frustrated
And I grow angry, and I scream
And when I go to sleep that night
I wish I had a drug that would stop my dreams
But instead, nah, I sleep, I do
And yeah I dream and dream about you
But no, that don't make me pick up the phone
And call you and say "Don't leave me alone"
But when I sleep, you grab my face
Bring me to another place
Where the past is how it is
And we get lost in our own kiss
And it feels real, there's no mistaking
I put myself there for the taking
I could feel it, I'd swear, I'd bet
But then I awake in a cold sweat
And my face turns red and my fists pump out
And my knuckles bruise as I muffle my shouts
Why me? I question, what did I do?
Why is it so hard to escape the thought of you
I hate you, so fucking much after what you did
I know you and know you're some immature little kid
Whose capable of the worst things a slut could ever do
I hate you, dirty slut, after what you put me through
But all hate and malice ain't uite what it seems
I want a drug that won't let me dream.

 
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