Limbo

Down to Limbo,

Away from home.

Papa said 'son, go out on your own,'

I leave my home for a hell alone.

Down to hell,

Away I go.

Don't look back, don't wanna know,

I don't care, I will not blow.

Found a place,

Home on my own.

I am happy, but so alone,

Just don't care, but call you on the phone.

I sit and talk,

To you all night.

Worse than death, full of spite,

I slam the phone down and walk away.

Down to Limbo,

Limbo is home.

Stuck in between, no one to call my own,

Down to Limbo, cause I hate my home.

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