Lyrics:

This is the seventh track off of Filter’s 2002 album “The Amalgamut”
This call is from an inmate at Crook County Jail
Be aware of any unlawful solicitation
This call is from a correctional facility
1, 2, 3, 4
Huh!

There's a little place I'm going
It's a place that I know well
It's a little place that's growing
It's a little space like Hell

Goodbye mom
Goodbye dad
Goodbye brothers
And my sisters, yeah

So, what makes you think I'm coming back?
This makes me feel so fucking bad
What makes you think I'm coming back?
This makes me feel so fucking bad

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm going to Hell
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm going to Hell

There's a little fear I'm showing
I'm not so tough anymore
I feel a sickness and it's growing
I'm not so proud anymore, yeah

Goodbye mom
Goodbye dad
Goodbye brothers
And my sisters, yeah

So, what makes you think I'm coming back?
This makes me feel so fucking bad
What makes you think I'm coming back?
This makes me feel so fucking bad
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm going to Hell
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm going to Hell
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm going to Hell
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm going to Hell

Don't
Go
Yeah
Yeah