Pull the trigger now
If you're craving a hero
Or say life after death
Was it you or was it me
Who had to fake
Implementation
Of a lonely heart
So warm and oh so weak

My fractured eyes
In the mold below
The fattest lies
Hold your needs

Wait for the morning [bad word] a different day
Carry the weight of all
You say is wrong
We both would deny
There is a secret fate
seal of woven years
Of waiting flying by
 [bad word] my head
Into your wall [bad word] 
And [bad word] me softly
Like you [bad word] yourself asunder
You better leave me be

Now go
My soul was sold
For a rainy day
But it's not too late
For a full retreat