Ohio - Chris Trapper
It's hard to see past the shadow of the factory
Covered in graffiti - shattered glass, grass turned to weeds
The young will succumb if the sun never comes
And the broke will lose hope if the river never runs
I'm dodging potholes as I'm driving down the avenue
Every vacant storefront is a ghost staring back at you
The chemical streaks on the dirty dirty creek
There's a cold-blooded rub and tug the politician sneaks in
Oh-oh-oh-oh -hio,
Oh-oh-oh-oh -hio
Feels like this whole town might be hooked on prescription drugs
There's bars on all the windows and there's locks on all the clubs
They're adding up receipts and they're counting their losses
They're sweating in their sleep and they're clinging to their crosses
I kinda laugh as I'm driving by the church
'Cause you've never seen a town more broken down and cursed
You can borrow my phone if you need to tell your God is needed
'Cause from the looks of things down
Here it looks like the Devil's plan succeeded
Oh-oh-oh-oh -hio,
Oh-oh-oh-oh -hio
Oh-oh-oh-oh -hio,
Oh-oh-oh-oh -hio
Rub it in, you hit the jackpot seven, seven, seven
It's only money but it's something that I'm not forgettin'
Used to pray all day I'd find a space up in heaven
Now I'm livin' here in Warren buying beer at a 7-11
To think I thought that I was livin' in the epicenter
Snother drink will make the truth go down a little better
Still I'm proud to have come from the shadow of the sun
Although I warn every kid I meet to get out while you're young
Oh-oh-oh-oh -hio,
Oh-oh-oh-oh -hio
Oh-oh-oh-oh -hio,
Oh-oh-oh-oh -hio