January: Get out of Here - Tim Myers

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