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The More You Hate 1 by Andrew

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The More You Hate 1 by Andrew - Pop-Rock,Female (Gritty, Anthemic) Vocals music cover art

The More You Hate 1

Pop-Rock,Female (Gritty, Anthemic) Vocals

0:003:22
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[Verse 1]
Late-night streets, neon bleeding on the rain,
Smashed vinyl on the curb, singing your name.
Cold headlines folded in the back of my coat,
You threw your stones — I learned to build a boat.
[Pre-Chorus]
Under subway hum I felt the rumor swell,
Every small dismissal struck a ringing bell.
I folded up those whispers into steel and rhyme,
A quiet vow: I'll spend this hate on time.
[Chorus]
The more you hate, the more I glow
Every cold word feeds the fire I know
Watch me glow — watch me glow
City lights bend when I go
The more you hate, the more I glow
[Verse 2]
Scars that glint like coins beneath the streetlamp light,
Coffee-stained resolve, a face that learned to fight.
Your voicemail ghosts replay the lines you chose to throw,
I made a map from those lies and learned the roads.
[Pre-Chorus]
Echoes in the stairwell, your shadow on the wall,
I learned the melody that makes the night stand tall.
I traded all your “can't” for a pulse I won't disown,
Now every ember hums the tune I call my own.
[Chorus]
The more you hate, the more I glow
Every cold word feeds the fire I know
Watch me glow — watch me glow
Neon skies stretch as I go
The more you hate, the more I glow
[Bridge]
You struck the match and aimed it at my back,
Thought you'd watch me burn, timed every crack.
But I poured gasoline on doubt and let it show,
Turned your small dark into a bonfire glow.
Tram tracks hum and the alley sings my name,
Your quiet proves the spark that lit this flame.
[Chorus — Variation]
The more you hate, the more I glow
I steer your venom, let it teach me how to grow
Watch me glow — watch me grow
Ash and glass make a path I now know
The more you hate, the more I glow (and I won't slow)
[Outro]
Late-night streets, I walk with a lighter in my hand,
Smashed vinyl underfoot — I make my stand.
Keep throwing shade — it dresses sunlight wrong,
The more you hate, the more I glow, and sing along.