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