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Текст: Ellegarden. I Hate It.

I woke up and I found that
I was sleeping on the couch
Cast away, the papers unread

Half awake and a bit confused
Just trying to understand
If I was dreaming or not

I hate it, I hate it, I hate it
When you're not around
When you're gone
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it
When you say the truth

I walked down the street
To buy some junks and toothpaste
I couldn't find my favorite ones

I unsealed the new paste
And I'm trying to understand
How does this world look to you

I hate it, I hate it, I hate it
When you're not around
When you're gone
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it
When you say the truth

I hate it, I hate it, I hate it
When you're not around
When you're gone
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it
When you say the truth

I woke up and I found that
I was sleeping on the couch
If I was dreaming or not