I blacked out on the train again got lost in Brooklyn
Lucky to make it home
Next morning sunshine my mind is aching
Wasted and alone
 
I can't feel myself so I reach for something else
And I feel a bad spell coming on
 
Passed by a friend today hid my eyes and turned away
Tired of hanging out
Got no reason to be so down just a change of season
Hard lessons never learned
 
There're strange words in my mouth
I'm trying hard to spit them out
And I feel a bad spell coming on
 
Every night I'm ripped apart in my dreams
Every day I suppress my screams
 
And so I blacked out on the train again got lost in Brooklyn
Wasted and alone
After all these years
I am still right here
And I feel a bad spell coming on
Yeah I feel a bad spell coming on