From First to Last - H8 Meh Lyrics

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H8 Meh

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What Are The Lyrics For H8 Meh By From First to Last?
Stuck living in a narcissistic world,
You can only blame what you see, The dirty face in the crowd of beauty, Knows of the lonely place that lies in this hole, F*ck living in a narcissistic world, You can only blame what you see, An ugly face in the crowd of beauty knows not of what we feel, but of sticks and stones a filthy face in the crowd alone. Tell me, tell me, do you like the person you see? Give me a slap on the face so we can call it a day, Tell me tell me, is it worth the time that you waste? You fucking love me, You wanna hate me, but you can't. So many faces in the crowd, Under the mask they sing aloud, Surfacing many insecurities, Are we better off feeding apparitions alone? Tell me, tell me, do you like the person you see? Give me a slap on the face so we can call it a day, Tell me tell me, is it worth the time that you waste? You fucking love me, You wanna hate me, but you can't. You sing aloud as you judge them, Hypocrisy prevails. Tell me, tell me, do you like the person you see? Give me a slap on the face so we can call it a day, Tell me tell me, is it worth the time that you waste? You fucking love me, You wanna hate me, but you can't. |
Who Wrote H8 Meh By From First to Last?
Ernie Slenkovich, Matt Good, Matt Manning, Spencer Sotelo, Taylor Larson, Travis Richter
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What's The Duration Of The H8 Meh By From First to Last?The duration of H8 Meh is 3:30 minutes and seconds. |
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