Hell Of A Life

If I’ve lost it why go searching

Maintain a sense of purpose

Gave me quite a life I don’t deserve it

I met the devil in a hotel room

When he came in he looked a lot like you

Told him I that I recognized him from TV

He smiled and said that he recognized me

It’s late June and I am walking to you

It’s late June and I am walking to you

It’s late June and I am walking to you

Could spend my whole life walking if I wanted to

It’s real hot and I am climbing the stairs

It’s real hot and I am climbing the stairs

It’s real hot and I am climbing the stairs

The minutes turn to hours in the humid air

If I’ve lost it why go searching

Maintain a sense of purpose

It’s a hell of a life I don’t deserve it

But I accept it

Eye for an eye inside the message

Wrote out a letter and addressed it

Did you get it

It’s late June and I am walking to you

It’s late June and I am walking to you

It’s late June and I am walking to you

It’s late June and I am walking to you

It’s late June and I am walking to you

It’s late June and I am walking to you

It’s late June