| Opening Lyric | Song Title |
| Who would know all the reasons you're alone | |
| We are ready for the seige | |
| So we all are growing old | |
| It's the beauty of confession | |
| Time, it's never worth my time | |
| You ask me to be stone again | |
| Do you think I'm sort of alive? | |
| There's a vulture perching right off screen | |
| Part of me wants to live in a fantasy | |
| Remember when you were the hunted | |
| She ran into the wall | |
| Now what was that scar situated from afar? | |
| Winded through monotone | |
| So much for the light show | |
| | Opening Lyric | Song Title |
| The things we laid do not amount to much | |
| Cheer up lady, I'm really into it | |
| I've been waiting | |
| So you can't hold a star in your hand | |
| I took my seat and stared | |
| Remove a bullet from my head | |
| It's the common reactor | |
| Stop the season, stop the sting | |
| With all the fire set in our eyes | |
| So believe, so believe, in streetwise angel | |
| The fuzz in my head grows | |
| The way things have fallen | |
| Hey man where can I go? | |
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