January: Get out of Here

This place is hell, I’m barely holding on
Smoke and blood has masked the sun
Can’t you see what, this is a cry for?
I’m sick of living in this crazy town
Where love is lost, and pain is found
A bottomless pit of brimstone and fire
Let me go (go)
I gotta get out of here
Gotta get out
I gotta get out of here
Gotta get out
I gotta get out of here
Gotta get out
I gotta get out of here
Gotta get out
My whole world is all falling apart
The walls are breaking down in the dark
I gotta get out of here
Gotta get out
I gotta get out of here
Gotta get out
I gotta get out of here
Gotta get out
I gotta get out of here
Gotta get out
My whole world is all falling apart
The walls are breaking down in the dark
Father makes the rules
Father makes commands
Father uses power with the back of his hand
A cheat and a liar
With his broken-hearted plans
He thinks that he is God
In the form of man
Gotta get out of here
Gotta get out
Gotta get out of here
Gotta get out
Gotta get out of here