Hate/Like - Zornik

I won’t come home today

Are words that break many hearts

There must be some kind of way

To keep the shelves in place

To say

And days are turning into years

What happened to our higher spheres?

The feeling to collide

The last thing I can say

Is I like you

I think I do

Hate you

I want to

Be like you

I think I do

Like you

Oh oh oh oh

There’s always some excuse

To carry on like before

There must be someone out there

Who knows why this is happening

Cause I like you

I think I do

Hate you

I want to

Be like you

I think I do

Hate you

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh