Devil tore me down, spit in my face
Brought me to my knees in a crowded place
Dared me not to die, said it'd be a waste
Keeping me alive for a little taste
But what's a little taste?
Well I've been through hell and back again
Gained some enemies and lost some friends
But would I be a fool if I pretend
That I could make it last until the bitter end
But what's the bitter end?
Is this the end for me, my friend?
Is this the end for me, my friend?