I'm asking to hell to take my soul down
So I could be myself in the way I like
There is no chance
There is no choice
I don't wanna be your toy
I can't stay there
It's so bad
And I can't be myself
I've got my guitar
I've left my town
I'm in front of the hell's gates now
I will like hell
I've got no wealth
But I will be myself
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