There is no light, there is no charmnAll my belongings, I hold in one armnUnder the bridge, asleep in the shadenAll of the terribe choices that I madennSearching for light, gasping for airnHeartbroken, in disrepairnnGod may forgive me, but that's not enoughn'Cause I gotta live with myself, 'till I'm dustnJust walk on by, if we pass on the streetnSometimes in battle, it's best to retreatnnSearching for light, gasping for airnHeartbroken, in disrepairn