| Song | Pedeadstrians |
| Artist | Cattle Decapitation |
| 作曲 : Astor, Oftedal, Ryan | |
| Humanity is a nuisance | |
| Some people choose to die | |
| When I come around the corner | |
| There is where you forever lie | |
| Walking with your kids | |
| Their faces now marked with my skids | |
| Accidentally taking your life | |
| No accident. | |
| This was no accident. | |
| What was another sunny day | |
| Suddenly-a deathly shade of dark | |
| You and your children now on my grill | |
| Silhouettes on my door | |
| Show who I kill | |
| Killing pedestrians | |
| Up ahead another one is dead | |
| Untimely deaths | |
| This is my specialty | |
| I let "god" keep the score | |
| The pedal hits the floor 卆nd | |
| I still want more? | |
| Pieces of glass from my headlight | |
| Stick in your eyes, impairing your sight | |
| My auto a human blender | |
| Chunks of viscera splatter my fender | |
| Helplessly awaiting assistance | |
| Rearview shows carnage much further in distance | |
| In reverse | |
| I finish the job | |
| Pull forward to reduce your family to globs | |
| Transmission grinds face into pavement | |
| Vertebrial folding and organ displacement | |
| Witnesses distraught and disturbed | |
| Your teeth beyond shattered, your mandible curbed | |
| Gas tank now fills with your blood | |
| Your mother's sweet baby now part of my hood | |
| Should've watched where you were going | |
| Now you're the chunks | |
| I'm blowing | |
| What was another sunny day | |
| Suddenly a deathly shade of dark | |
| You and your family now on my grill | |
| Silhouettes on my door show who | |
| I kill Killing pedestrians | |
| Up ahead A million more are dead |
| zuò qǔ : Astor, Oftedal, Ryan | |
| Humanity is a nuisance | |
| Some people choose to die | |
| When I come around the corner | |
| There is where you forever lie | |
| Walking with your kids | |
| Their faces now marked with my skids | |
| Accidentally taking your life | |
| No accident. | |
| This was no accident. | |
| What was another sunny day | |
| Suddenlya deathly shade of dark | |
| You and your children now on my grill | |
| Silhouettes on my door | |
| Show who I kill | |
| Killing pedestrians | |
| Up ahead another one is dead | |
| Untimely deaths | |
| This is my specialty | |
| I let " god" keep the score | |
| The pedal hits the floor zú nd | |
| I still want more? | |
| Pieces of glass from my headlight | |
| Stick in your eyes, impairing your sight | |
| My auto a human blender | |
| Chunks of viscera splatter my fender | |
| Helplessly awaiting assistance | |
| Rearview shows carnage much further in distance | |
| In reverse | |
| I finish the job | |
| Pull forward to reduce your family to globs | |
| Transmission grinds face into pavement | |
| Vertebrial folding and organ displacement | |
| Witnesses distraught and disturbed | |
| Your teeth beyond shattered, your mandible curbed | |
| Gas tank now fills with your blood | |
| Your mother' s sweet baby now part of my hood | |
| Should' ve watched where you were going | |
| Now you' re the chunks | |
| I' m blowing | |
| What was another sunny day | |
| Suddenly a deathly shade of dark | |
| You and your family now on my grill | |
| Silhouettes on my door show who | |
| I kill Killing pedestrians | |
| Up ahead A million more are dead |