Odiare [English translation]

At four o'clock in the morning, the photos slide

And your false happy poses repeat themselves

I make your eyes bigger

I'd want to understand

If you ever forgot a second of lying

Look in every nuance of your eyes

To save just your memory as well

And I'm left with nothing but

Hating

So I can endure

The bursts of pain

And see you moving away

And hating until I massacre myself

And admit the mistake

Of having spent too much love

That will never come back

Your world hides

In a phone call

Together with your insecurities

That destroy

Every relation of yours

Every story of yours

Just like it destroyed me in anxiety and threw me in the air

Each time you left the room

And left me with this feeling of impotence

And I'm left with nothing but

Hating

So I can endure

The bursts of pain

And see you moving away

And hating until I massacre myself

And admit the mistake

Of having spent too much love

That will never come back

At five o'clock in the morning, the photos slide

And your fake well-behaved repeat themselves

I make your eyes bigger, I'd want to die

I understand that I'll never be able to forgive you

But hating

So I can endure

The bursts of pain

And see you moving away

And hating until I massacre myself

And admit the mistake of having spent too much love

That will never come back

Hating

Hating

Hating

Hating

Hating

Hating

Hating

• Artist:Syria
• Album:Syria 10 (2014)