This feeling keeps coming back to me
Hatred and love will always compete
There's anywhere else I'd rather be
But this feeling comes down in waves constantly
Am I free yet? I can't see
I'm struggling now, trying to flee
Will anyone hear my tearful plea?
I doubt so, they all walk by constantly
Constant, constant, what does it mean?
I hate it-this feeling never will leave
If it keeps on going constantly.