Текстове на песни: Seven Mary Three. Dis/Location. Found My Center.

My tired eyes are blackened wicks
Razor tucked under my chin
Quit, quit, quitters started quitting
One last time

Take me down to the other side
Where all the lights are handed out
Mine is empty, mine is shattered
Powered down

How she cuts from the inside
Whispers everything's all right
Late star, rising up
To me the shine

She found my, she found my
She found my, found my center

I?m the bellyache in time
The bootstrap cough of the family line
All that history that was never meant to be

I hold my head together with
Re-connective little pills
That look like cars that swallow
Everything they see

How she cuts from the inside
Whispers, everything is mine
Late stars that rise above us start to shine

She found my, she found my
She found my, found my center

I concentrate so I can find myself
I can?t get back all this time I wasted
She keeps, she keeps an eye on me

Found my, she found my
She found my, found my, found my center