Текстове на песни: Killer (The). Better To Be Judged By Twelve Than Carried By Six. The Confession Of An Escape Artist.

Melt my fucking mind, Take my very life away
Be there when i come crawling back.
So broken, am I your or are you mine(they sing to me).
Just once admit to me that I make everything so much better. (Scream it loud)
Now that you need me in your life. (You own me)
I will smoke it away
I will drink it away
I will run away from the pain
for my eyes haven't seen the worthlessness in everything and i will never be the same.
(I am ruined.)