Living Hell

I've been gone away for a long time
I left all far behind
She wrote a letter, I never responded
They're just empty words full of lies

These dirty floors never clean themselves
Like dust on a shelf
The drywall's cracked, the ceilings leak
The smell of mildew reeks

I'm living hell
Won't you take me home?
Come ring the bell
Won't you take me home?

A pair of eyes always on me
When I try to fall asleep
A man sits in the dark now
Rambling on and on about the war

I'm living hell
Won't you take me home?
Come ring the bell
Won't you take me home?



Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Cabana
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