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Artist: YelloPain
Country: United States of America
Copyright: Yellopain [Independent]
Note: I am aware of typoing Yello as Yellow, but I’ve decided not to fix this as this isn’t distracting.
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I know your heart is cold, I see it in your eyes, yeah.
Tell me how you really feel inside, yeah.
What goes through your mind when you hate me?
What goes through your mind when you hate me?
You think I’m hating on you, well maybe a little.
But really, I’m hating on myself.
I pretend to be confident,
meanwhile, I look in the mirror and hate what I see.
Knowing that I could do better,
but there’s so much pressure on me, I just can’t even think.
Every time I look at you, it reminds me I’m losing.
That’s not the way it should be.
I should be winning. I saw you when
you had nothing, now suddenly you’re doing big things.
I like what you’re doing personally, but
for some reason, it makes me sick to my stomach.
I feel like my life is holding me back.
I’ve been broken so badly, it’s really disgusting.
I’ve been abandoned by family and I
even said it, but I didn’t get any sympathy from it.
Nobody gave me sympathy.
You’re always trying to be motivational,
but you haven’t been through the same shit as me.
I have too many restrictions holding me back.
But I used to cope with the fact
that nobody could do it, because nobody did it.
But when you showed up, it just looks like
I’m making excuses and I don’t really want the position.
When I was a kid, I knew I was
going to be successful, like on a whole other level.
I know that version of me didn’t know
what was coming, but I did know I was special.
I’m the result of repeated rejection.
This is what it looks like when nobody helps.
If you were in my shoes, you would be
just like me. I don’t care what anybody tells you.
You had it easy on all the support you’re getting,
my people don’t know how to give it.
Somehow, you did the impossible,
and I look up to you, but I don’t want to admit it.
Why am I so inconsistent?
Because we were broken as children.
Hopeless because nobody showed us,
so I didn’t know I could fix it.
I’m stuck where you used to be.
I’m stuck in the hurt because I can’t get ahead.
So I talk about you to lower your value,
to cope with the way you advance.
I feel like I should be next to you,
but I don’t really think God ever gave me a chance.
I love what you’re doing, but I
couldn’t do it, so I’d rather hate you instead.
What’s in your eyes?
Tell me how you really feel inside.
What goes through your mind when you hate me?
What goes through your mind when you hate me?