If I said I hated myself, what difference would it make.
So just keep it there, boiling at the base of your vocals
Cause your still you before you grew to hate and before you loved
And it drives me crazy because it isn't about what I want or need
It's just there snuggling into my effort of existence
Hate is secondary to who you are but for some reason, you can't escape it
Even if there was a time when you loved yourself just a little more