So I think I'm going to Hell.

Well, nothing new there. I knew I was off to Hell the second my mom wanted to disown me.

10:10AM. Hm, I'm hungry. No food at home? Okaays.

I got this. Omelet, anyone?

When all you got to keep is strong,

Move along like I know you do.

And even when your hope is gone,

Move along just to make it through.

When everything is wrong, we move along.