Fundamentally loathsome

I want to wake up in your white, white sun I want to wake up in your world with no pain But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday While you are numb all of the way When you hate it you know you can feel but When you love it you know it's not real No And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world On its way to hell The living are dead and I hope to join them too I know what to do and I di it well... When you hate it you know you can feel but When you love it you know it's not real No Shoot myself to love you If I loved myself I'd be shooting you