No More Hurt

I feel the hate just like I'm feeling the love
Look what it made me, I told myself to be tough
Too many angels why the good die young
Want no more hurt this pain make my life rough
You gotta move or die standing hope you not getting stuck
I feel the hate just like I'm feeling the love
Look what it made me, I told myself to be tough
Too many angels why the good die young
Want no more hurt this pain make my life rough
You gotta move or die standing hope you not getting stuck
My tears real and this is sum I feel
When broken glass on the floor you just can't fix it with sorry
I'm the one sweepin the mess actin unbothered
Gotta keep a straight face like a starring contest
I'm refusing to break
Let all my chances get away I'm the only person to blame
Coulda had my shot like a pistol if I had stuck to that mission
Relearning lessons like a flunkie tryna make the next grade
We always wishing for better we always hoping for change
I feel the hate just like I'm feeling the love
Look what it made me, I told myself to be tough
Too many angels why the good die young
Want no more hurt this pain make my life rough
You gotta move or die standing hope you not getting stuck
I feel the hate just like I'm feeling the love
Look what it made me, I told myself to be tough
Too many angels why the good die young
Want no more hurt this pain make my life rough
You gotta move or die standing hope you not getting stuck
Blood on my hands while I been fighting these demons
Cause thru the night I can hear em'
I swear on everything they wanting me dead
It ain't no stopping me when I have got this heart in my chest
The fuck you talm bout when I put you on and gave you the best
I reconsidered my feelings and threw that shit in the trash
Got in my bag like TSA and they mad
Cause what they found is I'm going harder than them
Recognize your family and separate that from friends
You'll find that happiness when you worrying less
I feel the hate just like I'm feeling the love
Look what it made me, I told myself to be tough
Too many angels why the good die young
Want no more hurt this pain make my life rough
You gotta move or die standing hope you not getting stuck
I feel the hate just like I'm feeling the love
Look what it made me, I told myself to be tough
Too many angels why the good die young
Want no more hurt this pain make my life rough
You gotta move or die standing hope you not getting stuck