Hey mama, when you leave, don't leave a thing behind
I don't want nothing, can't use nothing
Take care into the hall, and if you see my friends
Tell 'em I'm fine, not using nothing

Almost burned out my eyes, threw my ears down to the floor
I didn't see nothing, didn't hear nothing
Stood there like a block of stone, knowing all I had to know
And nothing more, man, that's nothing

It's brothers our troubles are, locked in each other's arms
And you better pray that they never find you
'Cause your back ain't strong enough for burdens double-fold
They'll crush you down, down into nothing

Being born is going blind and bowing down a thousand times
The echoes strung on pure temptation
Sorrow and solitude, these are the precious things
And the only words that are worth remembering