[Verse 1]
Struggling to keep the ship afloat
He build himself an alcohol moat
Getting drunk and getting high
On his whole life's O2 supply

[Verse 2]
Never once an optimist
He spoke of happiness with a lisp
Always the kind to say goodbye
To dreams that seem to just be too high

[Chorus]
Fighting with the devil
Smoking with the angel

[Verse 3]
If the gods were real he will salute
Deadly nails stick out his boot
Scrambling back into his shell
I'm waiting for his soul to tell
The words to make himself come out
Freedom is good but he just don't want it
So it stays true that people never want
What's good for them
[Chorus]
Fighting with the devil
Smoking with the angel