| Proceeds, who’s in? | |
| Who wants a piece of him? | |
| So many articles to choose from | |
| Comrade, artiste | |
| A taste for evidence | |
| Hold on to articles of faith | |
| Once worth nothing that something touches who you want to be | |
| Baggage embodies no one (He is gone) | |
| Intrinsic to only one (He is gone) | |
| Belongings don't define us | |
| Keepsake, fingerprint, scrapbook, record of death 'gonna be there | |
| They have to see you pay respects | |
| Breathe in, breathe out, random, random, random | |
| Who are these ****ing idiots? | |
| Come on I'm writing you | |
| I know this role is tearing you apart | |
| Large numbers can't console you (He is gone) | |
| Don’t let the guilt control you (He is gone) | |
| The anger has consumed you | |
| Ranting, regret, enrage, screaming next… |
| Proceeds, who' s in? | |
| Who wants a piece of him? | |
| So many articles to choose from | |
| Comrade, artiste | |
| A taste for evidence | |
| Hold on to articles of faith | |
| Once worth nothing that something touches who you want to be | |
| Baggage embodies no one He is gone | |
| Intrinsic to only one He is gone | |
| Belongings don' t define us | |
| Keepsake, fingerprint, scrapbook, record of death ' gonna be there | |
| They have to see you pay respects | |
| Breathe in, breathe out, random, random, random | |
| Who are these ing idiots? | |
| Come on I' m writing you | |
| I know this role is tearing you apart | |
| Large numbers can' t console you He is gone | |
| Don' t let the guilt control you He is gone | |
| The anger has consumed you | |
| Ranting, regret, enrage, screaming next |
| Proceeds, who' s in? | |
| Who wants a piece of him? | |
| So many articles to choose from | |
| Comrade, artiste | |
| A taste for evidence | |
| Hold on to articles of faith | |
| Once worth nothing that something touches who you want to be | |
| Baggage embodies no one He is gone | |
| Intrinsic to only one He is gone | |
| Belongings don' t define us | |
| Keepsake, fingerprint, scrapbook, record of death ' gonna be there | |
| They have to see you pay respects | |
| Breathe in, breathe out, random, random, random | |
| Who are these ing idiots? | |
| Come on I' m writing you | |
| I know this role is tearing you apart | |
| Large numbers can' t console you He is gone | |
| Don' t let the guilt control you He is gone | |
| The anger has consumed you | |
| Ranting, regret, enrage, screaming next |