Shakey breathing subtle speaking it ain’t fierce but it shows
Cause aimless meaning Sheetrock and ceiling have turned me into a ghost
Endless working concrete poured in it all sinks to my chest
So burn the curtains cause I’m fairly certain there’s only darkness ahead
And I can’t escape the way
That you say I’ve changed
And now I hate the way
That you say my name
All I am and all I was is all I hear
I’d give all just to turn back the years
Where I’ve been what I’ve done is what I fear
Most days I hate it here
I hate it here
Pictures hanging hung up by shameless ways that I’d never show
Bone dried ran through, I can’t even blame you for trading me for my ghost
And I can’t escape the way
That you say I’ve changed
And now I hate the way
That you say my name
All I am and all I was is all I hear
I’d give all just to turn back the years
Where I’ve been what I’ve done is what I fear
Most days I hate it here
I hate it here
All I am and all I was is all I hear
I’d give all just to turn back the years
Where I’ve been what I’ve done is what I fear
Most days I hate it here
Wednesday, April 22, 2026
Sam Barber - Hate it Here
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