Hot Hell

Hot Hell

Why do I live in the dumb ass end of town

It’s like if something odd

Got me to sleep ‘till my heavy heart forgot

I don’t wanna believe again

I don’t wanna be you’re new close friend

I don’t wanna be a mean old man

I just wanna be the best I can

Bricks are falling from the ceiling - yeah eh eh

I just wanna chase the feeling - yeah

This year

I‘ll let my spirit be the living proof

The stories of my life

I can’t reject cause they only tell the truth

I’m pointing

At the direction I think we should run and hide

The neon signs are ON

The enemies attack from every side

I don’t wanna believe again

I don’t wanna be you’re new close friend

I don’t wanna be a mean old man

I just wanna be the best I can

Bricks are coming from the ceiling - yeah eh eh

I just wanna chase the feeling - yeah

I don’t wanna be a hero now

I just wanna look the other way

I don’t wanna try to understand

I don’t wanna be the red right hand

I don’t wanna be an evil friend

And I don’t wanna have to sleep again

I’d really hate to be a mean old man

I just wanna be the best I can