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.
