[Smith / [bad word] / Harris]

Can I play with madness?

Give me the sense to wonder
To wonder if I'm free
Give me a sense of wonder
To know I can be me
Give me the strength to hold my head up
Spit back in their face
Don't need no key to unlock this door
Gonna break down the walls
Break out of this bad place

 [bad word] 
Can I play with madness?
The prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness?
There's no vision there at all
Can I play with madness?
The prophet looked at me and laughed at me (ha ha) He said:
Can I play with madness?
He said you're blind, too blind to see

Said you're too blind to see

I screamed aloud to the old man
I said don't lie, don't say you don't know
I say you'll pay for this mischief
In this world or the next
Oh and then he fixed me with a freezing glance
And the [bad word] fires raged in his eyes
He said you wanna know the [bad word] son?
Lord, I'll tell you the [bad word] 
Your soul's gonna burn in a lake of fire

 [bad word] 

Listen to me, said the prophet

 [bad word] 

Can I play with madness?