In the shadow of my doubt
This life is dust on naked walls
In [bad word] of defeat
The spotlights fade
There's a clown without a crowd
His sorrow smiles relentlessly
 [bad word] winter bittersweet
Of final fall

My train of thoughts
Keep on hauling me over a low again
Easy to see for a someone
Whose soul can bleed

Who am I to [bad word] 
Believers at the wonder wall
Some [bad word] undone
And violently

My train of thoughts
Keep on hauling me over a low again
Easy to see for a someone
Whose soul can bleed

So far astray
When [bad word] to all
You'll never be satisfied
You might as well let go