Gates Of Hell

So fucked, I can't feel my face

Know a couple people might call me disgrace

But fuck them, I ain't looking up

Ain't never been one to give a second look

I don't like you, very much

But I keep putting up

With your shit

I don't like you, very much

But I keep putting up

With your shit

Yeah, we drift away like islands

And I wanna float on this wave

A different day time and meaning

And I know I'd do it all the same

I don't like you, very much

But I keep putting up

With your shit

I don't like you, very much

But I keep putting up

With your shit

You always come to mind

When I think to myself

What could have been

If we-, we're living in utopia

You always come to mind

I don't like you, very much

But I keep putting up

With your shit

I don't like you, very much

But I keep putting up

With your shit