Black Candle Talks

I hate it I hate the way this sounds I hate the very thought that I seek a stalemate through darkness found I hate the way before Me I hate the way you hide I hate the way I crave for you I hate how much I tried I hate that now, fire is my only friend I hate it that you stalk Me through the embers I hate that smoke doesn't make a sound of sentence That You don't just scream My ear off For every shared secret we hold foul I hate the way I love You Because it seems to Me now, You were expecting something more I hate that this black magic shit don't work well enough That the spirits couldn't see My good behind the storm I hate that perhaps I failed You, And so I saved this one, worst for last I hate that I don't hate You at all And these lyrics Won't last ©palewriter