| Song | Lolita’s Medicine (From Autumn to Ashes vs. Dead Poetic) |
| Artist | Legion of Doom |
| Album | Incorporated |
| These are the words that tear you apart (So I'm sorry) | |
| And these are the words that take you away (As two hands open doors) | |
| And these are just words they'll tear you apart (Something serene) | |
| When no one here will say what needs to say (To steal my life away) | |
| Climbing on the way up, | |
| Sizing up the competition, | |
| Waiting for the right time, | |
| Strike a chord and change your life | |
| It's this air and time that's bringing me home again | |
| A lame attempt at playing the part again now | |
| In a place you don't know | |
| And this stance as sturdy as leaves in a storm (Don't you ever think for one-second) | |
| The premise and motive fueling blank faces (That I will forget) | |
| The fool in a place you don't know (The reasons that I cried) | |
| In this place, you don't | |
| New medicines should ease this pain. | |
| They're the only ailment for it. All over again | |
| New medicines should ease this pain. | |
| They're the only ailment for it. All over again | |
| Regret's how I spell your name | |
| In light of what you have done | |
| How can you not feel the same? | |
| My love will fade with the sun | |
| As days go by, shed a tear (This is not a product) | |
| I hate your face more than life | |
| I'll fake a smile for you my dear (We're not in a competition) | |
| So turn away | |
| These are the words that tear you apart (Waiting for the right time) | |
| And these are the words that take you away (Strike a chord and change your life) | |
| I'm not in the business of faking to please vain opposers | |
| A dead legion of new, cloned followers | |
| You're cornered in a place you don't know | |
| In this world, you don't | |
| New medicines should ease this pain | |
| They're the only ailment for it. All over again | |
| New medicines should ease this pain | |
| They're the only ailment for it. All over again | |
| All over again | |
| All over again | |
| All over again (Climbing on the way up) | |
| All over again | |
| All over again (Sizing up the competition) | |
| All over… | |
| All over… | |
| (Waiting for the right time) | |
| (Strike a chord and change your life) |
| These are the words that tear you apart So I' m sorry | |
| And these are the words that take you away As two hands open doors | |
| And these are just words they' ll tear you apart Something serene | |
| When no one here will say what needs to say To steal my life away | |
| Climbing on the way up, | |
| Sizing up the competition, | |
| Waiting for the right time, | |
| Strike a chord and change your life | |
| It' s this air and time that' s bringing me home again | |
| A lame attempt at playing the part again now | |
| In a place you don' t know | |
| And this stance as sturdy as leaves in a storm Don' t you ever think for onesecond | |
| The premise and motive fueling blank faces That I will forget | |
| The fool in a place you don' t know The reasons that I cried | |
| In this place, you don' t | |
| New medicines should ease this pain. | |
| They' re the only ailment for it. All over again | |
| New medicines should ease this pain. | |
| They' re the only ailment for it. All over again | |
| Regret' s how I spell your name | |
| In light of what you have done | |
| How can you not feel the same? | |
| My love will fade with the sun | |
| As days go by, shed a tear This is not a product | |
| I hate your face more than life | |
| I' ll fake a smile for you my dear We' re not in a competition | |
| So turn away | |
| These are the words that tear you apart Waiting for the right time | |
| And these are the words that take you away Strike a chord and change your life | |
| I' m not in the business of faking to please vain opposers | |
| A dead legion of new, cloned followers | |
| You' re cornered in a place you don' t know | |
| In this world, you don' t | |
| New medicines should ease this pain | |
| They' re the only ailment for it. All over again | |
| New medicines should ease this pain | |
| They' re the only ailment for it. All over again | |
| All over again | |
| All over again | |
| All over again Climbing on the way up | |
| All over again | |
| All over again Sizing up the competition | |
| All over | |
| All over | |
| Waiting for the right time | |
| Strike a chord and change your life |