i can't see the ground what am i going to do with myself i've got to get out this is a living hell not a single beam of light anywhere to be seen if it wasn't for the smell i'd swear this was a dream somewhere someone is screaming seems like i'm always leaving this is hell is it day or is it night i can't tell i've got to get out this is a living hell this is hell has it ever been clean
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