There's a whole world out there
But I'm sinking in [bad word] Nothing says dead end like a [bad word] lords cul-de-sac

Two streets and they call this a city
Sometimes I see the the dead drive by
With my faith in the [bad word] They're headed nowhere
Just like me

I'm sorry, Dan
I'm doing what I can
We let you down again [bad word] this band

I'm sorry, Dan
This city stole my plans
Gave them to people I can't stand [bad word] this band

I'm a swollen catamite
Stuck in adolescence
I'm a self aware sinner
With no confessions

Bang down this door 
With a fury unbeknown [sic]
I just can't tell if I'm locked out
Or if I'm locked in

It's a trap I'm engaged to, a fiance I'm arranged to
Home to everything...
And as soon as the lock turns,
haunted house of drowning fairies -
We're celebrating a day early again

I'm sorry, Dan
I'm doing what I can
We let you down again [bad word] this band

I'm sorry, Dan
This [bad word] my plans
I used to be an honest man [bad word] this band

[No change, only age]

Scum of my soul, please grow old
Every lesson I've been told
Reeks of privilege undeserved,
Tend to the rabbits, mark my words

Genuine whores with leather skin,
Turn away, don't let them in
If there's one thing I've learned from the filth I live,
Is that nature always wins

Mother, father - should have settled past the grade
Sheltered and yet homeless, every feeling the same
Mother, father - thank's for the clever name
At least I'll have something when this city breaks

No change, only age