i can`t see the ground what am i going to do with myself i`ve got to get out this is a living hell not a single beam of light anywhere to be seen if it wasn`t for the smell i`d swear this was a dream somewhere someone is screaming seems like i`m always leaving this is hell is it day or is it night i can`t tell i`ve got to get out this is a living hell this is hell has it ever been clean
