‘If hell is a place of punishment, then hasn’t everyday life already hurt enough?’
What if hell has no fire, but is instead a boundless white room, silent, empty, with no exit. Just you, and the walls painted white.
White Hell is a song about the weariness and confusion that comes with growing responsibilities. A part of you wants to break free even when you know you can’t. All you can do is sit in this white hell, and ask yourself: ‘Is this really the life I have to live until I die?’
Just give me the way.
Let me show you what it’s like.
Just give me a time.
Let me take you to paradise.
I'm trapped in the parallel, life’s a cruel game.
With all devils here reside. In the room that was painted white.
God, just lemme get some time.
Writing my own shit rhymes.
Hell is empty just now. Devils are all around.
Just give me your love.
Lemme break into pieces.
Just give me the chill.
Is the ignorance really bliss? it’s so fucking bliss?
I'm trapped in the world of fools. The world is just me and you.
You that I meant is me.
And me that I meant it’s you.
God, just lemme get some real.
The way you wanted me to feel.
No more hell painted white, Transparent paradise.
Oh, Heaven’s on fire.
Oh, Hell is white.
I'm trapped in the world of fools. The world is just me and you.
You that I meant is me.
And me that I meant it’s you.
God, just let me get some real.
The way you wanted me to feel
No more hell painted white, Transparent paradise.