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My Dungeon
My Dungeon Is My School
All that people care about is making fun of
my glasses, my hair, and my weight.
Every morning I get up I wonder what
new hell I will be put through.
My Dungeon Is My School
My Dungeon Is My Family
I hear kids talk about love, caring, and support.
All I know is anger, yelling, and crying.
My Dungeon Is My Family
My Dungeon Is My Job
I work part time at a nothing job
just to make a little money.
My boss yells at me for nothing except
to make himself feel like a big man.
My Dungeon Is My Job
My Dungeon Is My Mind
No happy thoughts, no ambitions, no goals.
The most I think about is getting revenge.
My Dungeon Is My Mind
My Dungeon Is My Life
Nobody would ever want to be me,
not even me.
The only exit from this hell
is the entrance to Hell.
I am walking closer to that door.
My Dungeon Is My Life
All that people care about is making fun of
my glasses, my hair, and my weight.
Every morning I get up I wonder what
new hell I will be put through.
My Dungeon Is My School
My Dungeon Is My Family
I hear kids talk about love, caring, and support.
All I know is anger, yelling, and crying.
My Dungeon Is My Family
My Dungeon Is My Job
I work part time at a nothing job
just to make a little money.
My boss yells at me for nothing except
to make himself feel like a big man.
My Dungeon Is My Job
My Dungeon Is My Mind
No happy thoughts, no ambitions, no goals.
The most I think about is getting revenge.
My Dungeon Is My Mind
My Dungeon Is My Life
Nobody would ever want to be me,
not even me.
The only exit from this hell
is the entrance to Hell.
I am walking closer to that door.
My Dungeon Is My Life
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