Low Man's Lyric
(Hetfield, Ulrich)

My eyes seek reality
My fingers seek my veins 
There's a dog at your back step
He must come in from the rain 
I fall 'cause I let go
The net below has rot away 
So my eyes seek reality 
And my fingers seek my veins 

        The trash fire is warm
        But nowhere safe from the storm
        And I can't bare to see
        What I've let me be
        So wicked and worn

        So as I write to you
        What is done and to do
        Maybe you'll understand 
        And won't cry for this man 
        'Cause low man is due
        Please forgive me 

    My eyes seek reality 
    My fingers feel for flame
    Touch clean with a dirty hand 
    I touched the clean to the waste

        The trash fire is warm
        But nowhere safe from the storm
        And I can't bare to see
        What I've let me be
        So wicked and worn

        So as I write to you
        What is done and to do
        Maybe you'll understand 
        And won't cry for this man 
        'Cause low man is due
        Please forgive me 
        Please forgive me 
        Please forgive me 

So low the sky is all I see
All I want from you is, forgive me
So you bring this poor dog in from the rain 
Though he just wants right back out again 

    And I cry to the alleyway 
    Confess all to the rain 
    But I lie, lie straight to the mirror 
    The one I've broken to match my face 

        The trash fire is warm
        But nowhere safe from the storm
        And I can't bare to see
        What I've let me be
        So wicked and worn

        So as I write to you
        Of what is done and to do
        Maybe you'll understand 
        And won't cry for this man 
        'Cause low man is due
        Please forgive me 

        Please forgive me 

So low the sky is all I see
All I want from you is to forgive me
So you bring this poor dog in from the rain 
Though he just wants right back out again

    My eyes seek reality 
    My fingers seek my veins