I hate them... I love them
I hate them
I love them
I feel both
But sometimes the hatred is ahead of the love
They love to party
Love to drink
Love to dance
I hate the way they get drunk
The way they only care about parties
How they don't care about anything else
I love the way they help
The way they sing
The way they laugh
Their hard work
I hate the way I'm like them
I hate that I want to get drunk
I hate that I care too much about parties
I hate that I hate this
I love it when they care
When they're there for me
When we can talk and laugh together
When we're a family
I love it when we're a family
I hate them
I love them
I feel both
And sometimes the love overcomes the hate
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