Songwriters: Hammett, Kirk L; Hetfield, James Alan; Ulrich, Lars;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 bear 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    My eyes seek reality  My fingers feel for faith  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 bear to see  What I've let me be  So, wicked and worn    So, as I write to you, yeah  Of what is done and to do, yeah  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 bear to see  What I've let me be  So, wicked and worn    So, as I write to you, yeah  Of what is done and to do, yeah  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 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