Which way is hell
I want you to tell
Nothing here is going well
And if I find hell
Blame it on heaven
Cause I've been searching
But I never find
A hole in my mind
The world is unkind
And I'm lost in its misery
Yes, I have sin
And I have seen
All I want is happiness
Been on my knees every night
I've been
Calling, Calling, Calling heaven
With all my might
And my response has been silence
The kind of silence that triggers my faiths weakness
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