Hell

Well there aint all that much left of it
So let's make a fucking mess of it
We can throw a fucking festival right here in Hell
Well there aint all that much left of me
And I'm anxious from all the excessive weed
I used to be a one man party
But all that got me was two hits of Narcan
Let's Go!

Things are not ideal as you can tell by the central thesis of my content
Well, more simply put, I'm sad as fuck
If you can't be well at least be honest
And if everything goes right
If everything goes as planned
What would that look like?
Maybe something that I could understand (I don't fucking get it)



Credits
Writer(s): Antonio Messercola
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