I don't know who I am, I don't know where I came from, Heck I don't even know my own name, All I know is they call me number seven, And the number one thing I am absolutely certain of is I hate people, old, young it doesn't matter to me, People are the reason I'm in this godforsaken place, People are why I am in constant pain and people are why I have no memory of who I am. One thing I do know is I am going to get out of this place if it's the last thing I do.