Welcome to the cabin its a cold hard place
Come unprepared and you soon will face
Things that you don't, oh see or find
Things that you think are just all fine
Don't you think about riding home with me
If you got the man chasing your flee
Fast lane living full throttle
Pass me that auburn bottle
Sip it down, mix it up, pour it in a cup
Cause were all on the road to get roughed up
Compliment with an upper or two
Just enough to not pass on through
To the other side oh the other side
Hoping to God we make it out alive
Welcome to the cabin it'll soon replace
All the troubles you'd rather not face
Problems of your soul and body and mind
Problems to be told and foreseen in time
Gotcha thinking back at the times gone by
Leaves you hopeless with the need to fly
Fast lane living full throttle
Pass me that auburn bottle
Sip it down, mix it up, pour it in a cup
Cause were all on the road to get roughed up
Compliment with an upper or two
Just enough to not pass on through
To the other side oh the other side
Hoping to God we make it out alive
Gets a little colder
As we get older
Where is the fire
Get a little higher
Crumble under pressure
Forced to remeasure
The ideals of humanity
As I lose my sanity
Fast lane living full throttle
Pass me that auburn bottle
Sip it down, mix it up, pour it in a cup
Cause were all on the road to get f*cked up
Compliment with an upper or two
Just enough to not pass on through
To the other side oh the other side
Hoping to God we make it out alive
Welcome to the cabin its a cold hard place
Come unprepared and the troubles you'll face
Sadness and madness you'll fear and loathe
It's a place that you know but rather not show
Truth be told you'll be forced to up hold
Things that you thought know body'd know
Fast lane living full throttle
Pass me that auburn bottle
Sip it down, mix it up, pour it in a cup
Cause were all on the road to get roughed up
Compliment with an upper or two
Just enough to not pass on through
To the other side oh the other side
Hoping to God we make it out alive
MWS - The Cabin (Bonus Track) Lyrics
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Welcome to the cabin its a cold hard place
Come unprepared and you soon will face
Things that you don't, oh see or find
Things that you think are just all fine
Don't you think about riding home with me
If you got the man chasing your flee
Fast lane living full throttle
Pass me that auburn bottle
Sip it down, mix it up, pour it in a cup
Cause were all on the road to get roughed up
Compliment with an upper or two
Just enough to not pass on through
To the other side oh the other side
Hoping to God we make it out alive
Welcome to the cabin it'll soon replace
All the troubles you'd rather not face
Problems of your soul and body and mind
Problems to be told and foreseen in time
Gotcha thinking back at the times gone by
Leaves you hopeless with the need to fly
Fast lane living full throttle
Pass me that auburn bottle
Sip it down, mix it up, pour it in a cup
Cause were all on the road to get roughed up
Compliment with an upper or two
Just enough to not pass on through
To the other side oh the other side
Hoping to God we make it out alive
Gets a little colder
As we get older
Where is the fire
Get a little higher
Crumble under pressure
Forced to remeasure
The ideals of humanity
As I lose my sanity
Fast lane living full throttle
Pass me that auburn bottle
Sip it down, mix it up, pour it in a cup
Cause were all on the road to get f*cked up
Compliment with an upper or two
Just enough to not pass on through
To the other side oh the other side
Hoping to God we make it out alive
Welcome to the cabin its a cold hard place
Come unprepared and the troubles you'll face
Sadness and madness you'll fear and loathe
It's a place that you know but rather not show
Truth be told you'll be forced to up hold
Things that you thought know body'd know
Fast lane living full throttle
Pass me that auburn bottle
Sip it down, mix it up, pour it in a cup
Cause were all on the road to get roughed up
Compliment with an upper or two
Just enough to not pass on through
To the other side oh the other side
Hoping to God we make it out alive
Come unprepared and you soon will face
Things that you don't, oh see or find
Things that you think are just all fine
Don't you think about riding home with me
If you got the man chasing your flee
Fast lane living full throttle
Pass me that auburn bottle
Sip it down, mix it up, pour it in a cup
Cause were all on the road to get roughed up
Compliment with an upper or two
Just enough to not pass on through
To the other side oh the other side
Hoping to God we make it out alive
Welcome to the cabin it'll soon replace
All the troubles you'd rather not face
Problems of your soul and body and mind
Problems to be told and foreseen in time
Gotcha thinking back at the times gone by
Leaves you hopeless with the need to fly
Fast lane living full throttle
Pass me that auburn bottle
Sip it down, mix it up, pour it in a cup
Cause were all on the road to get roughed up
Compliment with an upper or two
Just enough to not pass on through
To the other side oh the other side
Hoping to God we make it out alive
Gets a little colder
As we get older
Where is the fire
Get a little higher
Crumble under pressure
Forced to remeasure
The ideals of humanity
As I lose my sanity
Fast lane living full throttle
Pass me that auburn bottle
Sip it down, mix it up, pour it in a cup
Cause were all on the road to get f*cked up
Compliment with an upper or two
Just enough to not pass on through
To the other side oh the other side
Hoping to God we make it out alive
Welcome to the cabin its a cold hard place
Come unprepared and the troubles you'll face
Sadness and madness you'll fear and loathe
It's a place that you know but rather not show
Truth be told you'll be forced to up hold
Things that you thought know body'd know
Fast lane living full throttle
Pass me that auburn bottle
Sip it down, mix it up, pour it in a cup
Cause were all on the road to get roughed up
Compliment with an upper or two
Just enough to not pass on through
To the other side oh the other side
Hoping to God we make it out alive
Writer: Theodore Blank
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid