[ti:Right Next Door To Hell]
[ar:Guns and Roses]
[al:]

(Stradlin / Caltia / Rose)
[00:29]I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix
[00:31]Jesus don't ya git tired of turnin' tricks
[00:34]But when your innocence dies
[00:35]You'll find the blues
[00:36]Seems all our heroes were born to lose
[00:38]Just walkin' through time
[00:40]You believe this heat
[00:41]Another empty house another dead end street
[00:43]Gonna rest my bones an sit for a spell
[00:46]This side of heaven this close to Hell
[00:48]Right next door to hell
[00:50]Why don't you write a letter to me yeah
[00:52]I said I'm right next door to hell
[00:55]An so many eyes are on me
[00:58]Right next door to hell
[01:00]I got nowhere else to be
[01:03]Right next door to hell
[01:05]Feels like the walls are closing in on me
[01:17]My mama never really said much to me
[01:19]She was much too young and scared ta be
[01:21]Hell "Freud" might say that's what I need
[01:24]But all I really ever get is greed
[01:26]An most my friends they feel the same
[01:28]Hell we don't even have ourselves to blame
[01:31]But times are hard and thrills are cheaper
[01:33]As your arms get shorter
[01:35]Your pockets get deeper
[01:36]Right next door to hell
[01:38]Why don't you write a letter to me yeah
[01:40]I said I'm right next door to hell
[01:43]An so many eyes are on me
[01:45]Right next door to hell
[01:47]I never thought this is where I'd be
[01:50]Right next door to hell
[01:52]Thinkin' time'll stand still for me
[01:57]Fuck you
[02:13]Bitch
[02:38]Not bad kids just stupid ones
[02:40]Yeah we thought we'd own the world
[02:42]An gettin' used was havin' fun
[02:43]I said we're not sad kids just lucid ones yeah
[02:45]Flowin' through life not collectin' anyone
[02:48]So much out there
[02:49]Still so much to see
[02:50]Time's too much to handle
[02:51]Time's too much for me
[02:52]It drives me up the walls
[02:54]Drives me out of my mind
[02:55]Can you tell me what this means...huh?