Minefield is called the place I'm living in, 
carefully watching each and every step I take. 
Bright white straight jacket chokes me off 
My eyes are tied... 

I...feel the cold steel on my forehead, 
Like... binding pleasure of being dead. 

Downward future! I descend... 
Counterblast! 
and Chokehold 'til the end... 

I'm flushed like the booze I hammer down, 
like a piece of trash to be kicked all around. 
When would be a time for a better day? 
My [bad word] 'n' loaded soulmate leads the way

I...feel the cold steel on my forehead, 
Like... binding pleasure of being dead. 

Downward future! I descend... 
Counterblast! 
and Chokehold 'til the end... 

Downward future! I descend... 
Counterblast! 
and Chokehold 'til the end... 

Chokehold 'til the end!