You'll find me running from all of my troubles

Credit card bills and nights on the doubles

Cigarette smoking, white line inhaling

Anything to keep the cool train sailing

And when they find me - a vigil and candle

They'll say there's nothing that I couldn't handle

Been through so much who knows how much more

Before they find me cold on the floor

I've been feeling young, feeling old, feeling broken, feeling cold

Feeling numb, feeling pain but it's all the fucking same

And in the background, a creeping doom

A reminder that my time is over soon

And so I run away from this chasm

Betrayed like Eve in a world of Adam

Will it ever get any easier?

I go my own way trying to find peace of mind

Will it ever get any easier?

In reality, I've left pieces of me behind

I'm falling into this chasm