Broken Light

This broken light in my hand Makes me more of a man Rob a bank to suit my day Grab your purse for my pay I need to stay awake A little bag filled with greed Pathetic habit I need to feed I'm toast, over done Step out in the night A voice says it's alright It gonna happen tonight The devils help bringing the pain Feel it flowing though my veins Clinch my fist and raise my hand Pick up a pipe made of lead This broken light in my hand makes me more of a man This broken light in my hand so high I never land