Rebel Hell is about Rebel guy giving message to his mother..
I have lived my share of life
I have kissed my share of knife
But sorry i didn’t make the best of it
‘Cause mommy i wasn’t a perfect fit
Everytime we spoke,
You knew i was broke,
Like an old devil on his horse,
Everything i have made worse , things you can’t fucking re-verse,
The boys you rose were never a part of your clan
We can’t go back to places we lived back then
I know i’m torn off of a perfect black cloth
The hate inside me is not for us both
So why don’t you just eat this pain
I can’t be coming back again
I have left the imperfect memories behind
And they have left your son a world to find
So here i stand, This is the end
This is where we no longer pretend
My apathy is clear
Making love with nights that you fear
You won’t have to wake up anymore
You won’t have to check up babydoor
Lets just get it over’ith
This is the fucking end
Because my senses have learned to pretend
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