Seems like right back at it again
Another night fighting a losing battle that we'll never win
Caught up in a whim when it calls my name on a broken wind
Is it ever gonna turn around

When my thoughts dim and the dark lasts way too long
But I find my comfort in a blanket of black like it was my own
Colder than the bottom of a well
Get it again the best I can
But it never seems to fail I never prevail
I'm just another broken man

Well in spite my fears I move on with the rhythm of life
Caught up in the bustle of the city tryin' my best just to live it right
But the devil's on my heels whisperin' in my ear
You're end's a comin' boy
Or are you to deaf to hear

When my thoughts dim and the dark lasts way too long
But I find my comfort in a blanket of black like it was my own
Colder than the bottom of a well
Get it again the best I can
But it never seems to fail I never prevail
I'm just another broken man