Little Hell

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