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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 tired...

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 cocked 'n' loaded soulmate leads the way
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 tired...      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 cocked 'n' loaded soulmate leads the way