Rob Crow
Текст песни I Hate You, Rob Crow

Don't leave it out
I'm sure they will listen
Don't breathe a note
I'm kinda here with you

Wanted to be
Some kind of mess
The pain of it all
And not too impressed

Down there in person
Late in the evening
What's in a name?
Holding the mitts and
Pursing them softly
What is your name?

I think it kind of depends
I mean like
What's your perspective?

Is anything wrong?
Is anything missing?
A little bit lazy
And want your forgiveness
A bunch of regrets, but
It's none of my business