Teksty piosenek Andrew Jackson Jihad

Andrew Jackson Jihad

Hate, Rain On Me

I wish I had a bullet big enough to fucking kill the sun.

I'm sick of songs about the summer.

And I hate everyone.

I'm gonna load my rifle gonna aim it at the dying star.

I wanna live in a bubble.

I need a getaway car.

Hate, rain on me.

Hate, rain on me.

How can I be someone that you love if you hate me

and how can I be someone you respect if you call me lazy.

I've gotta get out of my skin but I don't know where I begin

and right now I feel worthless and I feel crazy.

Hate, rain on me.

Hate, rain on me.

I want to put on my sweatpants.

You know I'm trying to quit.

I want to give a shit again.

I want to put on my sweatpants.

But don't you know I'm trying to quit.

I want to give a shit again.

Hate, rain on...

Hate, rain on ...

Hate, rain on me.

Hate, rain on...

Hate, rain on...

Hate, rain on me.