The hell

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On the tree, I can see

On the tree, I still believe

On the tree, there is a view

On the tree is nothing new


On the ground, I smell the rain

On the ground is so much pain

On the ground, you cannot see

On the ground, you are just like me


Above the tree, there is a sky

Above the tree, you don't know a lie

Above the tree is shining heaven

Above the tree that's a different level


Under the ground, there is too hot

Under the ground, I think that's my spot

Under the ground is burning hell

Under the ground is where I am


In the middle of it all is still a life

In the middle of it all, you can go up or down

In the middle of it all, it's just on you

In the middle of it all the hell is waiting for you.

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⏰ Last updated: May 08, 2019 ⏰

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