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Artiste : Ren
Titre : new way
It´s been twelve days since I had a cry
My eyes are dry, all of these feelings I´m feeling inside
I don´t know why, not used to this shit
No, no, no, no, no, no

Will it always feel wrong? All summer long
Need something off, so that I can feel on
Am I tripping out? What am I feeling
Now, now, now, now, now, now?

Then you asked me if I would wanna
Mix sour keys with marijuana
Take me home, wanna meet your mama
I kinda miss the drama

I need a new way to hate you
I´m not used to feeling this good
I wish you´d fuck up, so I could
Talk shit about you in a song
I need a new way to hate you
Yeah, I need the skies to turn grey
Got nothing to fight about

Nothing to write about now
I need a new way to hate you

I just don´t get why you´re still around
Figured by this point that you´d let me down
All the nice things that you say
Make it harder for me to admit that I´m happier now

Then you asked me if I would wanna
Mix sour keys with marijuana
Windows down, listening to Nirvana
I kinda miss the drama

I need a new way to hate you
I´m not used to feeling this good
I wish you´d fuck up, so I could
Talk shit about you in a song

I need a new way to hate you
Yeah, I need the skies to turn grey
Got nothing to fight about
Nothing to write about now
I need a new way to hate you, you
I need a new way to hate you, you

Hold me close
Tell me that I´m the worst thing that you´ve done
Hold me close
And tell me your ex was more fun
Hold me close
Tell me that I´m the worst thing that you´ve done
Hold me close
And tell me your ex was more fun

I need a new way to hate you
(I need a new way to hate you)

I´m not used to feeling this good
(Not used to feeling this good)
I wish you´d fuck up, so I could
Talk shit about you in a song
(Talk shit about you in a song)
I need a new way to hate you
Yeah, I need the skies to turn grey
(Yeah, I need the skies to turn grey)
Got nothing to fight about
Nothing to write about now
I need a new way to hate you