Lyrics
Hell is in a trailer with an AR-15
Blaming anybody else
For any bad you’ve ever seen, Hell
Hell is paying weekly on a truck you can’t afford
Hell’s a predatory loan freely given to the poor
Hell, oh well
Hell is thanking God that you don’t do meth
Drink a case of beer and beat your wife half to death, Hell
Hell is blanket statements blaming everyone that’s rich
When all you ever done is just to sit around and bitch, Hell
Hell is phony morals
Superiority
Bought without merits, sourced sustainably, Hell
Hell is out in Gaza
Hell is in Iraq
Hell is in your home
Hell is on your back, Hell
We can all go to Hell
It’s easy enough
The hard part’s gettin’ back up
We can all go to Hell
It’s easy enough
The hard part’s gettin’ back up
Hell is in a pawn shop sellin’ Papa’s old knives
And the Devil is the man behind the counter who’ll buy, Hell
Hell is in a high-rise full of WASPs in Baltimore
Blaming all the nation’s problems on the Southern and the poor, Hell
Hell is well evolved
Hidden in the mundane
Hell can walk around and never even know that you’re in pain, Hell
Hell ain’t a place that you go to when you die
It’s a place on Earth where you barely get by
Hell, oh well
We can all go to Hell
It’s easy enough
The hard part’s gettin’ back up
Blaming anybody else
For any bad you’ve ever seen, Hell
Hell is paying weekly on a truck you can’t afford
Hell’s a predatory loan freely given to the poor
Hell, oh well
Hell is thanking God that you don’t do meth
Drink a case of beer and beat your wife half to death, Hell
Hell is blanket statements blaming everyone that’s rich
When all you ever done is just to sit around and bitch, Hell
Hell is phony morals
Superiority
Bought without merits, sourced sustainably, Hell
Hell is out in Gaza
Hell is in Iraq
Hell is in your home
Hell is on your back, Hell
We can all go to Hell
It’s easy enough
The hard part’s gettin’ back up
We can all go to Hell
It’s easy enough
The hard part’s gettin’ back up
Hell is in a pawn shop sellin’ Papa’s old knives
And the Devil is the man behind the counter who’ll buy, Hell
Hell is in a high-rise full of WASPs in Baltimore
Blaming all the nation’s problems on the Southern and the poor, Hell
Hell is well evolved
Hidden in the mundane
Hell can walk around and never even know that you’re in pain, Hell
Hell ain’t a place that you go to when you die
It’s a place on Earth where you barely get by
Hell, oh well
We can all go to Hell
It’s easy enough
The hard part’s gettin’ back up
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