Another night on these restless streets
Tired as hell but i can’t fall a sleep
Longing for a place to rest my head
Can’t call this living but i’m not quite dead.

If you saw me like this you’d never believe
That i caught the big fish but then i had to set it free
It’s troubles like these that can wear a man down
My last remorse before i go underground.

And i never dared to care for
Anybody but myself.

The book is closing, never to be read
No way of escaping the plot up ahead
It’s troubles like these that can tear a man down
My last remorse before i go underground.

I never dared to care for
Anybody but myself
And i never read the bible
Please don’t let me die in regret.