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I Think I'Ve Found the Address To Hell

I think I've found the address to hell
There's a jukebox even laughter
And sad stories to tell
Our souls are long gone
From the heartache we've felt
I think I've found the address to hell

Just off of Main Street sits a smoky old place
Where memories of past loves, always congregate 
The sign on the outside, says all welcome, please come in
And that's where this story begins

Each man is a member, as long as he's paid the fee
Of sorrow and misery, along with some grief
We drink to our demise, each night of the week
Who knew hell, had a doorway, just off Main Street

I think I've found the address to hell
There's a jukebox even laughter
And sad stories to tell
Our souls are long gone
From the heartache we've felt
I think I've found the address to hell

I walked in with, intentions, of leaving
Thought maybe, I'd just have a few....
But the jukebox plays hits, and we're all masochists 
When it comes to, the bottle, and the truth

Our stories, like a mirror, reflecting
Each ending, with just different names
We hide in the shame, of who's really to blame
And our demons, are one in the same

I think I've found the address to hell
There's a jukebox even laughter
And sad stories to tell
Our souls are long gone
And our bodies just a shell
I think I've found the address to hell

In every town on Main Street
Are memberships paid with grief....
I think I've found the address to hell......

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