Woke up in a living hell, a world made up of my nightmares
There's no place to place the blame, traps I've laid for myself
The traps. I've laid. For me. Myself
The truth won't sell. Our lives are hell
So far off course I feel the cold emptiness of the void
Darkest depths of hell, only one match left and it's soaking wet
Woke up in a living hell, a world made up of my nightmares
There's nowhere the blame, traps I've laid for myself
The traps. I've laid. For me. Myself
The truth won't sell. Our lives are hell
So far off course I feel the cold emptiness of the void
Darkest depths of hell, only one match left and it's soaking wet
Seven Tenths - Lucky 13's Lyrics
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Woke up in a living hell, a world made up of my nightmares
There's no place to place the blame, traps I've laid for myself
The traps. I've laid. For me. Myself
The truth won't sell. Our lives are hell
So far off course I feel the cold emptiness of the void
Darkest depths of hell, only one match left and it's soaking wet
Woke up in a living hell, a world made up of my nightmares
There's nowhere the blame, traps I've laid for myself
The traps. I've laid. For me. Myself
The truth won't sell. Our lives are hell
So far off course I feel the cold emptiness of the void
Darkest depths of hell, only one match left and it's soaking wet
There's no place to place the blame, traps I've laid for myself
The traps. I've laid. For me. Myself
The truth won't sell. Our lives are hell
So far off course I feel the cold emptiness of the void
Darkest depths of hell, only one match left and it's soaking wet
Woke up in a living hell, a world made up of my nightmares
There's nowhere the blame, traps I've laid for myself
The traps. I've laid. For me. Myself
The truth won't sell. Our lives are hell
So far off course I feel the cold emptiness of the void
Darkest depths of hell, only one match left and it's soaking wet
Writer: Keith Milden
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