Mind of [bad word] taste
I choose... to stroll amongst the waste that was your heart
Lost in the dark
Call off the chase

Walls of thought, strong and high
As my castle [bad word] with time... I think of you
Oh, yes I do
Such a crime

You opened fire... and your mark was [bad word] 
You opened fire... aim my smilin' skull at you
You opened fire...

I live tomorrow
You I'll not follow
As you wallow
In a sea of sorrow

Lines cut across my face
Why you laugh at my disgrace, I'll never know
How far to go
To reach that place

You opened fire... and your mark was [bad word] 
You opened fire... aim my smilin' skull at you
You opened fire...

I live tomorrow
You I'll not follow
As you wallow
In a sea of sorrow

You opened fire... and your mark was [bad word] 
You opened fire... aim my smilin' skull at you
You opened fire...

I live tomorrow
You I'll not follow
As you wallow
In a sea of sorrow...