Hell Sounds Nice (Explicit)

Hell Sounds Nice (Explicit) - Young Rising Sons

Lyrics by：Andy Tongren/Justin F Johnson/Autumn Buysse

Composed by：Andy Tongren/Justin F Johnson/Autumn Buysse

Produced by：Andy Tongren

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I would rather go and slip in a coma

Than get verbally run over by you

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I would rather give away all my money

Than spend it on you honey it's true

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

Hell sounds nice

I think I'd rather drink

Bleach on ice

Than be your anything

You're screaming like a kettle

I'd rather shake hands with the devils yeah

You make

You make

Hell sound nice

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

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

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

Hell sounds nice

I think I'd rather drink

Bleach on ice

Than be your anything

You're screaming like a kettle

I'd rather shake hands with the devils yeah

You make

You make

Hell sound nice

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

You like me best in your purgatory

Where I can't stay but I can't leave

See you on the other side

If you get there first tell me what it's like

Hell sounds nice

I think I'd rather drink

Bleach on ice

Than be your anything

You're screaming like a kettle

I'd rather shake hands with the devils yeah

You make

You make

Yeah you make you make

Hell sound nice

I think I'd rather drink

Bleach on ice

Than be your anything

You're screaming like a kettle

I'd rather shake hands with the devils yeah

You make

You make

Hell sound nice

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah