The Next in Line

Lyrics
[Intro] Born on the south side and you're livin' alone Four walls and a roof, but it's always cold Look out the window and there's nothin' to see But a riot-torn city, the death of your country You're chilled to the bone No possessions to call your own You control the rage and you resist the crime 'Cause you're the next in line One, two, three, four [Verse 1] Born on the south side and you're livin' alone (Live alone) Four walls and a roof, but it's always cold (It's always cold) Look out the window and there's nothin' to see But a riot-torn city, the death of your country [Chorus] Now you're chilled to the bone No possessions to call your own You control your rage and you resist the crime Because you're the next in line [Verse 2] Out the back door and to the corner store (To the corner store) All you want is a drink and nothin' more (Drink and nothin' more) Sit on the stoop and let the liquor soothe your pride Before you go inside [Chorus] Now you're chilled to the bone No possessions to call your own You control your rage and you resist the crime You're the next in line [Bridge] You cut in front and you're the next in line You cut in front and you're the next in line You never thought you would lead a life of crime You cut in front and you're the next in line [Interlude] [Outro] Freedom's the only thing you need But the truth is somethin' few understand and an unwelcome reality Now it's dark and it's black and you're sad and gone You repress and express the things gone wrong And you wanna be the man who ran away And you wish you could go back to yesterday And now he's in her room And he's about to lie So you pull the gun and you squeeze the trigger And you let the bullets fly
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Credits
- Writers
- Max Huber