Painted a picture of how its was to turn out.
Down in a cold dirty well and I'm trying to climb.
Can't see no lights, cant hear no bells.
They walk right over me and cant even hear my yells.
My mind is spinning around.
I'm on my way down.
The louder I am, the deeper I sink.
Hell seems like such a close link.
Only You can hear me now,
Only you can save me now.
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