I been making my way
Through some trying nights
Cause sleeping just didn't feel right
And I cut my teeth in some other fights
Wasting the light when it was burning bright
I was told by the man who held it all in his hands
He said "All that pleasure and all that pain
It's enough to make a man insane"
But really what's to blame? Pride or shame?
Pleasure or pain? Pride or shame?
I been making my way
Through some trying nights
Cause sleeping just didn't feel right
And I cut my teeth in some other fights
Wasting the light when it was burning bright