Hot Hell Hot Hell Why do I live in the dumb ass end of town It’s like if something odd Got me to sleep ‘till my heavy heart forgot I don’t wanna believe again I don’t wanna be you’re new close friend I don’t wanna be a mean old man I just wanna be the best I can Bricks are falling from the ceiling - yeah eh eh I just wanna chase the feeling - yeah This year I‘ll let my spirit be the living proof The stories of my life I can’t reject cause they only tell the truth I’m pointing At the direction I think we should run and hide The neon signs are ON The enemies attack from every side I don’t wanna believe again I don’t wanna be you’re new close friend I don’t wanna be a mean old man I just wanna be the best I can Bricks are coming from the ceiling - yeah eh eh I just wanna chase the feeling - yeah I don’t wanna be a hero now I just wanna look the other way I don’t wanna try to understand I don’t wanna be the red right hand I don’t wanna be an evil friend And I don’t wanna have to sleep again I’d really hate to be a mean old man I just wanna be the best I can