Hell

So I packed my stuff and headed west to see what life could be
Except I packed the stuff that kept on haunting me
Instead of ditching that baggage on the side of the road
I kept on packing for an overload

So here I am in hell
Far away from everything I know that's well
So here I am in hell
Trapped inside the walls of this rented cell

Unpacked my stuff then hit a bar called September's in town
I started talking to this guy named Glenn
Come to find out he was no doubt in the same boat as me
Floating far away from home as one could be

So here we are in hell
Far away from everything we know that's well
So here I am in hell
Trapped inside the walls of this rented cell

So here I am in hell
Far away from everything I know that's well
So here I am in hell
Trapped inside the walls of this rented cell



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Anderson Barnes
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