Hell week starts on a Sunday, you know, it's gonna end Friday You're gonna not sleep once until sometime on Wednesday All these thoughts are kind of going through my head 70 percent of my clap 80% are gonna quit I'm not gonna make it am I gonna be one of the ones who gets through all these looking around you're in an isolation room waiting For this thing to start. We break out and it's just chaos and Form up the longest mileYou go all the way down with the boats on your head to that bottom end of the silver strand racing It wasn't old misery Mm-hmm. But at this point it's like we're in I'm in