Hell Is Home

Lookin' at me, why? Sort of like a leper vibe Okay for your kind, but it's too good for me An' a, hey, I know I'm never gonna qualify For all the bullshit of your social degrees Oh, oh, look down your noses at me Hate my identity Oh, oh, don't mean a damn thing you see 'Cause down here in hell everybody loves me Hey, I know I'm anti-social 'Cause you act like I'm infected with some atrocity An' though I know I'm every bit the same inside My face don't fit, it's like I got some disease Keep your face turned away Strip me of identity Still got my fortune and fame 'Cause down here in hell everyone knows my name Hell is home to me, might as well be I like it here an' nowhere else invited me Hell is home to me, it has to be Jesus Christ, nobody else invited me Now I belong I found my home 'Cause even though I know things won't get any better they Certainly never get much worse Hell is home to me, might as well be I like it here an' nowhere else invited me Hell is home to me, it has to be Jesus Christ, nobody else invited me Say my whole life I've always been disliked Ignored unless you're spittin' insults at me An' I don't know why you felt so justified In all the degradation that you dished upon me Oh, oh, now my status has changed And you've got yourself to blame Oh, oh, I'll grab the attention I crave Now I'm running hell, heaven won't be the same Hell is home to me Hell is home to me Hell is home to me Hell is home to me Hell is home to me, might as well be I like it here an' nowhere else invited me Hell is home to me, it has to be Jesus Christ, nobody else invited me