Hell Bent on Hard Times

There goes the devils on my back Sleepin' with one eye open One step shy of a soul attack Awake, but I ain't woken Ridin' the rail of a one-way track Nowhere am I goin' And there ain't no lookin' back Where the white line fades to black I'm hell bent on hard times To the bottom of the bottle i In a straight line No Heaven, not my kind No reason not to turn around Guess I'll keep runnin' blind 'Cause I'm hell bent on hard times I won't ducktail, I'll blaze a trail I'm broke, but I ain't broken I'm a fuse that's lit, I'm a son of a bitch A sinner and I own it My eyes are closed, my gypsy soul Will forever keep on goin' And I'll play this lonesome sound 'Til they lay me in the ground I'm hell bent on hard times To the bottom of the bottle In a straight line No Heaven, not my kind No reason not to turn around Guess I'll keep runnin' blind 'Cause I'm hell bent on hard times, yeah Yeah, I'm hell bent on hard times To the bottom of the bottle In a straight line No Heaven, not my kind No reason not to turn around I guess I'll keep runnin' blind I'm hell bent on hard times I'm hell bent on hard times You can wallow in despair and say a prayer and curse the sky Drive yourself mad and sit around Sad and wonder why Beat yourself up from the lack Of love like a beatin' from Your old man's belt Or you can be a man And not give a damn, Just play the hands you're dealt