Texty: Minimal Compact. Next One Is Real.

I went out from an open cell
blotted past just some rotten spell
undress have another life
I went down where the souls get hired
worked for days then we all got fired
under x in a dead-end file
fake, deceit and the common lie
next one is real
next one is real
next one is real
understand well I'm quite aware
human weakness for a perfect world

under stress now have another round
welcome back in the arms of hell
have a few and you'll feel so well
what a mess have another one
I was gone but my ghost still cried:
next one is real
next one is real
next one is real