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Introdução:
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Lookin' at me, why? Sort of like a leper vibe
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Okay for your kind, but it's too good for me
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An' a, hey, I know I'm never gonna qualify
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For all the bullshit of your social degrees
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Oh, oh, look down your noses at me
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Hate my identity
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Oh, oh, don't mean a damn thing you see
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'Cause down here in hell everybody loves me
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Hey, I know I'm anti-social
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'Cause you act like I'm infected with some atrocity
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An' though I know I'm every bit the same inside
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My face don't fit, it's like I got some disease
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Keep your face turned away
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Strip me of identity
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Still got my fortune and fame
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'Cause down here in hell everyone knows my name
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Hell is home to me, might as well be
I like it here an' nowhere else invited me
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Now I belong
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I found my home
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'Cause even though I know things won't get any better they
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Certainly never get much worse
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Hell is home to me, might as well be
I like it here an' nowhere else invited me
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Say my whole life I've always been disliked
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Ignored unless you're spittin' insults at me
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An' I don't know why you felt so justified
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In all the degradation that you dished upon me
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Oh, oh, now my status has changed
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And you've got yourself to blame
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Oh, oh, I'll grab the attention I crave
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Now I'm running hell, heaven won't be the same
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Hell is home to me
Hell is home to me
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Hell is home to me, might as well be
I like it here an' nowhere else invited me