| Song | No More |
| Artist | Rocha |
| Album | The Hottest State |
| Your words have crippled me | |
| Crippled me, crippled me | |
| My mind has blinded me | |
| Blinded me, blinded me | |
| My world, yeah | |
| My world comes crashin’ | |
| You cannot hurt me anymore | |
| Stay away from me | |
| You can’t control me anymore | |
| No, no more, no more | |
| You cannot hurt me now | |
| No more, no more | |
| You can’t control me | |
| You keep on comin' around | |
| Someday you'll come around | |
| Push a little more, you'll see it | |
| Push a little more, you'll bleed | |
| I feel my tension rising | |
| And I feel my temper rising | |
| Push a little more, you'll see it | |
| Push a little more, you'll bleed | |
| My world, yeah | |
| My world comes crashin' | |
| This open heart will blind you | |
| And these open scars remind you | |
| You stay, | |
| I'll stand still | |
| You won't promise me, no | |
| This open heart will blind you | |
| These open scars remind you | |
| You stay, | |
| I'll stand still | |
| You won't promise me, no | |
| No more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| The more you speak to me | |
| The more you lie to me | |
| The more you lie to me | |
| The tighter this noose gets tied | |
| I feel my tension rising | |
| I feel my temper rising | |
| Push a little more, you'll see it | |
| Push a little more, you'll bleed | |
| My world, yeah | |
| My world comes crashin' | |
| This open heart will blind you | |
| And these open scars remind you | |
| You stay, | |
| I'll stand still | |
| You won't promise me, no | |
| This open heart will blind you | |
| These open scars remind you | |
| You stay, | |
| I'll stand still | |
| You won't promise me, no | |
| No more, no more | |
| No, you won't promise | |
| No more, no more | |
| No, no more | |
| My world, yeah | |
| My world comes crashin' | |
| This open heart will blind you | |
| And these open scars remind you | |
| You stay, | |
| I'll stand still | |
| You won't promise me, no | |
| This open heart will blind you | |
| These open scars remind you | |
| You stay, | |
| I'll stand still | |
| You won't promise me, no | |
| No more, no more | |
| No, you won't promise | |
| No more, no more | |
| No, no more |
| Your words have crippled me | |
| Crippled me, crippled me | |
| My mind has blinded me | |
| Blinded me, blinded me | |
| My world, yeah | |
| My world comes crashin' | |
| You cannot hurt me anymore | |
| Stay away from me | |
| You can' t control me anymore | |
| No, no more, no more | |
| You cannot hurt me now | |
| No more, no more | |
| You can' t control me | |
| You keep on comin' around | |
| Someday you' ll come around | |
| Push a little more, you' ll see it | |
| Push a little more, you' ll bleed | |
| I feel my tension rising | |
| And I feel my temper rising | |
| Push a little more, you' ll see it | |
| Push a little more, you' ll bleed | |
| My world, yeah | |
| My world comes crashin' | |
| This open heart will blind you | |
| And these open scars remind you | |
| You stay, | |
| I' ll stand still | |
| You won' t promise me, no | |
| This open heart will blind you | |
| These open scars remind you | |
| You stay, | |
| I' ll stand still | |
| You won' t promise me, no | |
| No more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| The more you speak to me | |
| The more you lie to me | |
| The more you lie to me | |
| The tighter this noose gets tied | |
| I feel my tension rising | |
| I feel my temper rising | |
| Push a little more, you' ll see it | |
| Push a little more, you' ll bleed | |
| My world, yeah | |
| My world comes crashin' | |
| This open heart will blind you | |
| And these open scars remind you | |
| You stay, | |
| I' ll stand still | |
| You won' t promise me, no | |
| This open heart will blind you | |
| These open scars remind you | |
| You stay, | |
| I' ll stand still | |
| You won' t promise me, no | |
| No more, no more | |
| No, you won' t promise | |
| No more, no more | |
| No, no more | |
| My world, yeah | |
| My world comes crashin' | |
| This open heart will blind you | |
| And these open scars remind you | |
| You stay, | |
| I' ll stand still | |
| You won' t promise me, no | |
| This open heart will blind you | |
| These open scars remind you | |
| You stay, | |
| I' ll stand still | |
| You won' t promise me, no | |
| No more, no more | |
| No, you won' t promise | |
| No more, no more | |
| No, no more |