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Young Rising Sons - Hell Sounds Nice (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Rising Sons
Young Rising Sons
Performer
Daniel Chouinard
Daniel Chouinard
Cello
Nisa Addina
Nisa Addina
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andy Tongren
Andy Tongren
Songwriter
Justin F Johnson
Justin F Johnson
Songwriter
Autumn Buysse
Autumn Buysse
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Tongren
Andy Tongren
Producer
Luciano Vassão
Luciano Vassão
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[Verse 1]
I would rather go and slip into a coma
Than get verbally run over by you
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
I would rather give away all of my money
Than spend it on you, honey, it's true
[PreChorus]
When it can't get worse, you find a way
Find a way, find a way, find a way
You put fire and brimstone all to shame
[Chorus]
Hell sounds nice, I think I'd rather drink
Bleach on ice than be your anything
You're screaming like a kettle
Rather shake hands with the devil, yeah
You make, you make
Hell sound nice
[Refrain]
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[Verse 2]
I would rather buy a drink for all your exes
Than get gaslit before breakfast by you
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
I would rather volunteer for target practice
Than get caught up in your crosshairs
At least I'd have a shot there
[PreChorus]
When it can't get worse, you find a way
Find a way, find a way, find a way
You put fire and brimstone all to shame
Oh yeah-yeah-yeah
[Chorus]
Hell sounds nice, I think I'd rather drink
Bleach on ice than be your anything
You're screaming like a kettle
Rather shake hands with the devil, yeah
You make, you make
Hell sound nice
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[Bridge]
You like me best in your purgatory
Where I can't stay, but I can't leave
I'll see you on the other side
If you get there first, tell me what it's like
[Chorus]
Hell sounds nice
I think I'd rather drink bleach on ice
Than be your anything
You're screaming like a kettle
Rather shake hands with the devil, yeah
You make, you make
Yeah, you make, you make
[Chorus]
Hell sound nice
I think I'd rather drink bleach on ice
Than be your anything
You're screaming like a kettle
Rather shake hands with the devil, yeah
You make, you make
Hell sound nice
[Outro]
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Written by: Andy Tongren, Autumn Buysse, Justin F Johnson
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