Chris. - Intellectual

One, two, one two three

I just wanna love me, I just wanna love me (ahhhhhh-ah-ahhhhhh)

But you know the [?] doubt

But don't you ever think about me anymore?

I love you everyday, Chris, I hate you every day

I love you еveryday, Chris, I hate you evеry day

I miss all my friends (ahhhhhh-ah-ahhhhhh)

Cause I miss all my friends (ahhhhhh-ah-ahhhhhh)

I miss all my friends (ahhhhhh-ah-ahhhhhh)

Cause I miss all my friends (ahhhhhh-ah-ahhhhhh)

So, I know, things didn't work out, like they would, soon

And I, just wanted you to, say fuck you

We don't walk or talk the same

But I'd teach you anyway

You feed off my anxiety, how does it taste?

Cause you don't feel it but I see the way

All your fault that you don't pray

I hate that you're a side of me

I hate you

I miss all my friends (ahhhhhh-ah-ahhhhhh) (where did they go?)

Cause I miss all my friends (ahhhhhh-ah-ahhhhhh) (it's the path that they choose)

I miss all my friends (ahhhhhh-ah-ahhhhhh) (where did they go?)

Cause I miss all my friends (ahhhhhh-ah-ahhhhhh) (it's the path that they choose)

I love you everyday, Chris, I hate you every day (ahhhhhh-ah-ahhhhhh)

I miss all my friends