seven more miles to nowhere
staring through the loop
got this anvil around my neck,
bowin my shoulders makin me stoop.

gonna join me a new demographic,
on this brand new year of mine,
I would say something tired and cliche,
but Im sure you've heard the line.

7 miles to the seventh circle,
you know its not an exclusive club,
they take all comers young and old,
some come for money and some for love.

7 miles to a guiltless sleep now,
no more nightmares, no more screams,
when Im gone they will all be just fine,
in a day where the sun can beam.