Paroles:
This Is Hell This Is Hell Demo

"This is hell." Wiser words have never been said Minus kess and cain I'm fucking dead I'm a fucking trainwreck I'm a bloody mess I hate this distance

many tears into these phonelines. I think we're going to drown (allston, tribeca). This distance is going to put us under the ground. This distance is

off of one joint, stoppin a limo Hopped in the window, shoppin a demo at gunpoint A lyricist without a clue, what year is this? Fuck a needle, here's a sword, bodypierce with this

does all the producing" [POS:] Now woe is me to the third degree Mase pulls the funny so I make like a bunny Jettin' But I'm getting used to this demo

my soul (burning my soul) (soul) Burning my soul (burning my soul) (soul) Burning my [instrumental section at this ] [point would later become hell's ] [

hell Marvin Gaye went? How do I say this, I'm livin' for my son but I can't figure out, why I'm At my temple with this gun Wake up to a Jesus Piece like

life, then you pass away They say sleep is the cousin' of death So my eyes wide open cuz a dream is kin to ya last breath [Hook] Blushin' in this 40

it's simple, you're only makin' music that you pretend that you're into, come on, "dance with you" was never a hit fool, and what the hell is takin' you

second i'm alive i'm alive I don't understand why i got your trunk full of candy And your so high bumping off the sweetness This is what you need