right next door to hell
guns n' roses
jesus don't ya git tired of turnin' tricks
but when your innocence dies
seems all our heroes were born to lose
just walkin' through time
another empty house another dead end street
gonna rest my bones an sit for a spell
this side of heaven this close to hell
why don't you write a letter to me yeah
i said i'm right next door to hell
an so many eyes are on me
feels like the walls are closing in on me
my mamma never really said much to me
she was much too young and scared ta be
hell freud" might say that's what i need