Mine field 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