♫ But I’m not too sure
How I’m supposed to feel
Or what I’m supposed to say
But I’m not, not sure,
Not too sure how it feels
To handle every day
And I miss you love
Make room for the prey
‘Cause I’m coming in
With what I wanna say but
It’s gonna hurt
And I love the pain
A breeding ground for hate but…
{…}Remember today
I’ve no respect for you
And I miss you love
I love the way you love
But I hate the way
I’m supposed to love you back ♫
Silverchair
Arquivado em: Ichimaru Gin, Trilha Sonora

