You may find me lying on some desert road.
My eyes wide open to the universe.
And what lies there, is just something I left behind.

And I move on, but where
Only [bad word] knows,
only [bad word] knows me.

You may find me laughing in a haunted house.
Drawing [bad word] to the air and dust
And here inside of me there's a long forgotten key.

To understand what's there, but now
Only [bad word] knows,
only [bad word] knows me.

You may find me crying in the closet of your room.
What ghosts know only is how [bad word] back.
My prison will claim me again AND AGAIN...

And take me, don't know where
Only [bad word] knows,
only [bad word] knows me.