Hell's Next Door Lyrics

A blind man sees way more than I see

The truth I seek always escapes me
A poor man gives way more than I give

A guilty man, allowed to live

Lord, keep me alive till Sunday

Today I'm falling short
I gotta cross in my hand but hell's next door

A step away from downward spiral

Next door to a friendly smile that invites me in to kill me

So now where do I go for helter skelter
I don't know but at least I'm still alive

I suffered through the storm

And sang a song of tragedy

I need your wings to keep me warm

I wish that you could comfort me