Текст песни Back From Hell

When I get back from hell again

I'm gonna be so elegant

The relevance of my benevolence is evident

I'm sentimental

Oh no, I mean I'm said to be mental

When I don't get what I want

I find it's hard just to be gentle

Gentle? The rental of some self control

When you lose your mind

Is when you start to find your soul unfold

This morning when I woke up

All the thoughts that I had just broke up

Broken fragments of my dreams left me choked up

Distant memories I'd repressed all spoke up

Oooh fuck!

This was something that I wasn't expecting

My dreams solidified and started asking me questions

And the deeper I looked into their hate-filled eyes

I realised they were you, only in disguise

So I jumped to my feet

How the fuck did I become so weak?

Too soon did I admit defeat

I grabbed a pen and start writing to the beat

And I wrote:

When I get back from hell again

I'm gonna be so elegant

The relevance of my benevolence is everything

As time went by
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I realised you can't just drop out

But I'm telling you man

It's hard to block out

The sound that rebounds and resounds

And resounds again

Off the walls of my mind

'Cause I miss my... friend

But now I'm on a mission to mend

Everything that broke and make it glisten again

Strip down redesign construct and improve

While the rest procrastinate I'll be making my move

I hope in years to come I've elevated

But chances are I'll be inebriated

But that's cool

As long as my mind ain't sedated

And the things that I've learned

Haven't been erased and wasted

When you forget about the hand you're dealt

All that really matters is the things you've felt

So fuck it, bring on the good and bad times

If rapping don't work I'll start a band of mimes

When you forget about the hand you're dealt

All that really matters is the things you've felt

So fuck it, bring on the good and bad times

If rapping don't work I'll start a band of mimes

When I get back from hell again

I'm gonna be so elegant

The relevance of my benevolence is evident