The Hell

Nothing is what it seems like
The world is different when you look from the other side
He looks like hell
Full of demons with angel faces
Full of weapons with excuses for a perfect love
Like polyester, nothing is superficial anymore

We all carry a weight a regret
We're not perfect, but we pretend to be
Society sets standards
And they judge us like hell
And hell is not far below

They burn us like they burn witches
If you have an opinion, hide it
The stab is very close to the heart
With horns we are imperfect and judged
Imperfectly beautiful souls
Full of fears and insecurities

We all carry a weight a regret
We're not perfect, but we pretend to be
Society sets standards
And they judge us like hell
And hell is no longer down there

They say hell is hot
Oh, baby why does it make me hot?
Why does everything seem to be getting hotter?
Will it be a warning?

Burning of innocent trees
Slaps on people who love someone with heart
Everything is crazy, it's the world
It makes me dizzy
Heartburn, nausea, disgust
You judge us like monsters
But you don't look in the mirror

We all carry a weight a regret
We're not perfect, but we pretend to be
Society sets standards
And they judge us like hell
And hell is no longer down there

Hell
Hell
Hell
Hell