| Song | Esteem Fiend |
| Artist | Alabama Thunderpussy |
| Album | Staring at the Divine |
| 作曲 : Alabama Thunderpussy | |
| If I left tomorrow would you notice? | |
| This familiar town's getting the best of me | |
| Whispers on sidewalks | |
| Steady shit talk when you're not around | |
| The story turns so many directions | |
| Getting lost doesn't sound too bad | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Maybe I'll see you somewhere down the road | |
| If not, that's all right either way | |
| Open your eyes quit being blinded | |
| By the nonsense wrong does bring | |
| Keep facing forward 'cause you're falling backward without any idea | |
| That the people smiling haven't a clue who'll be popular next year | |
| [Chorus-add on] | |
| Only fools will rush for the gold | |
| If only they knew it's painted yellow | |
| Quick stop the bottom drops lower than you want to feel | |
| Might as well kneel | |
| First start blown apart begging for another chance to correct mistakes | |
| Why should I try fixing broken wings you'll never fly? | |
| With bricks strapped on your waste line sinking in mud and tears | |
| Move a little faster or you'll get run over | |
| Pick up the speed or else head for cover | |
| Once again | |
| Map out a safe route don't travel on a clouded mind leave worries behind | |
| There are enough situations to face save your strength I'm saving mine | |
| You've latched on this long yet your grip seems to loosen weaken | |
| Slipping through the palms of a gentle hand | |
| I thought you were a careful man | |
| Farewell old city | |
| At least for right now | |
| See you soon | |
| Sooner than I want |
| zuò qǔ : Alabama Thunderpussy | |
| If I left tomorrow would you notice? | |
| This familiar town' s getting the best of me | |
| Whispers on sidewalks | |
| Steady shit talk when you' re not around | |
| The story turns so many directions | |
| Getting lost doesn' t sound too bad | |
| Chorus | |
| Maybe I' ll see you somewhere down the road | |
| If not, that' s all right either way | |
| Open your eyes quit being blinded | |
| By the nonsense wrong does bring | |
| Keep facing forward ' cause you' re falling backward without any idea | |
| That the people smiling haven' t a clue who' ll be popular next year | |
| Chorusadd on | |
| Only fools will rush for the gold | |
| If only they knew it' s painted yellow | |
| Quick stop the bottom drops lower than you want to feel | |
| Might as well kneel | |
| First start blown apart begging for another chance to correct mistakes | |
| Why should I try fixing broken wings you' ll never fly? | |
| With bricks strapped on your waste line sinking in mud and tears | |
| Move a little faster or you' ll get run over | |
| Pick up the speed or else head for cover | |
| Once again | |
| Map out a safe route don' t travel on a clouded mind leave worries behind | |
| There are enough situations to face save your strength I' m saving mine | |
| You' ve latched on this long yet your grip seems to loosen weaken | |
| Slipping through the palms of a gentle hand | |
| I thought you were a careful man | |
| Farewell old city | |
| At least for right now | |
| See you soon | |
| Sooner than I want |