Once was a man who didn't do too well He spent more than a little time Down in his little hell He had time to decide even if it Was worth the ride He started early on before it was cool To take the risk on of dealin' In the high school Never mind that a line wasn't much more Than a good time Yeah de yeah Carefree and careful as a man could be What are the risks of burnin' hot If you can't even see That the ore's run aground Sinking in to the shore Careful and conscious of the burning red Of the flashing lights And the feeling of dread Captured in everything in this Dragging little moment Yeah de yeah Inevitably in a little hell Immeasurably in a little hell Character breathes with a little hell Run out of thoughts and possibilities It ain't only the man with no eyes Who can't see you back up, up a day, Coulda wrote, wrote it all... You back up, in a daze, shoulda wrote, Wrote it all down Yeah de yeah