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Yeah
I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix
Jesus, don't you get tired of turning tricks?
But when your innocence dies, you'll find the blues
Seems all our heroes were born to lose
Just walkin' through time, you believe this heat
Another empty house, another dead end street
Gonna rest my bones, sit for a spell
This side of Heaven this close to Hell
Right next door to Hell
Why don't you write a letter to me?
I said I'm right next door to Hell
And so many eyes are on me
Right next door to Hell
I got nowhere else to be
Right next door to Hell
Feels like the walls are closing in on me
My mama never really said much to me
She was much too young and scared to be
Hell, Freud might say that's what I need
But all I really ever get is greed
And most my friends they feel the same
Hell, we don't even have ourselves to blame
But times are hard and thrills are cheaper
As your arms get shorter, your pockets get deeper
Right next door to Hell
Why don't you write a letter to me?
I said I'm right next door to Hell
So many eyes are on me
Right next door to Hell
I never thought this is where I'd be
But right next door to Hell
Thinkin' time'll stand still for me
Fuck you
Bitch
Not bad kids, just stupid ones, yeah
We thought we'd own the world and gettin' used was havin' fun
I said we're not bad kids, just lucid ones, yeah
Flowin' through life not collectin' anyone
So much out there, still so much to see
Time's too much to handle, time's too much for me
It drives me up the walls, it drives me out of my mind
Can you tell me what this means, huh?
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