Living Hell

Only two kind of people come here after three
That's police and crooks and they're the same to me
That's why they say you'll either end up dead or in jail, yeah
'Cause they both wanna try you when you start living well
Living well

So now I ask the question that I know too well
Will I die and go to heaven or keep living in hell?

Live in hell
Live in hell
Die and go to heaven
Or live in hell?
Live in hell
Live in hell
Die and go to heaven
Or live in hell?

I never relax, I get too paranoid
I lost count of the people that I'm trying to avoid
And I still go to church but it ain't to save myself
I just like to hear the stories about how you gon' burn in hell
Burn in hell

So now I ask the question but I know full well
Will I die and go to heaven or keep living in hell?

Live in hell
Live in hell
Die and go to heaven
Or live in hell?
Live in hell
Live in hell
Die and go to heaven
Or live in hell?

Well I'm clinging to the memory of a bright and peaceful day
But I really don't remember that things ever were that way
Would my troubles soon be over and one day I'd be set free
From the chains around my neck, from this man-made misery?
But until that day comes, I still live in

Live in hell
Live in hell
Die and go to heaven
Or live in hell?
Live in hell
Live in hell
Will I die and go to heaven
Or live in hell?