31/32 Lyrics by Jerry Cantrell

31/32

You were voted most likely to have your name go up in lights
Only took a few years to see that through
Now you're most likely to end up dead alone in a hotel room
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Roust the boy, smack the wife
Might have one case tonight
Alcoholic breath, thick drool
Repetitive, belligerent, cruel

Can't get away, no hiding place
The boy hesitates, when grown he'll make the same mistakes

Grocery checkout line
Residing in the wellfare file
Child support, don't receive
Mama crying, no relief

They got no home, three kids and on her own
Revenge his name, pay back all the pain

Gutshot defender, hole inside
Shell-shocked commander, are you alright?
Gutshot defender, bloodstain bright, hold tight
Shell-shocked commander

Age adult, mother gone
Friends with dad don't really talk
Wanted to, now you're a star
Make a living milking scars

The boy hesitates, lost his way
The boy hesitates, first and last mistakes

Gutshot defender, fill the hole
There is no commander anymore
Gutshot defender will survive, yes I
You are no pretender no pretender

You were voted most likely to have your name go up in lights
Only took a few years to see that through
Now you're most likely to end up dead alone in a hotel room
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