What We Hate

	作词 : Weasel
	There isn't destiny
	The way things go
	I don't think so
	The changes that alter us
	Are a product of our own volition
	And we become what we hate
	It's not hard to figure out
	That you're scared when
	You act so much better
	You're holding onto
	Something we can't have
	But hands still circle
	You're still getting old
	And we become what we hate
	Do you believe in the lies
	That shape your world
	Do you believe in your own fictitious immortality
	The world won't end
	While you walk the earth
	And when you realize that your life don't matter
	You'll turn to something to help
	You forget that
	You're only young once
	Old forever

	zuò cí : Weasel
	There isn' t destiny
	The way things go
	I don' t think so
	The changes that alter us
	Are a product of our own volition
	And we become what we hate
	It' s not hard to figure out
	That you' re scared when
	You act so much better
	You' re holding onto
	Something we can' t have
	But hands still circle
	You' re still getting old
	And we become what we hate
	Do you believe in the lies
	That shape your world
	Do you believe in your own fictitious immortality
	The world won' t end
	While you walk the earth
	And when you realize that your life don' t matter
	You' ll turn to something to help
	You forget that
	You' re only young once
	Old forever