| Song | Those Proverbs We Made In The Winter Must End |
| Artist | Duke Special |
| Album | I Never Thought This Day Would Come |
| I’m raising Cain again | |
| I’m raising hell | |
| Showed you the state I’m in | |
| Told you how I fell | |
| Our sorries weigh us down | |
| Makes it hard to stand | |
| Those proverbs we made in the winter they must end | |
| And the wolves keep coming in | |
| Like in those prophecies | |
| The black forest keeps sending them | |
| For deathly company | |
| We’re dying tied to rules | |
| We can’t comprehend | |
| Those proverbs we made in the winter they must end | |
| We’re broken and beautiful | |
| Deep scars on skin | |
| Our regrets they can be a spur | |
| Every crack can let light in | |
| If we raise our heads again | |
| We’ve got a chance to mend | |
| Those proverbs we made in the winter they must end |
| I' m raising Cain again | |
| I' m raising hell | |
| Showed you the state I' m in | |
| Told you how I fell | |
| Our sorries weigh us down | |
| Makes it hard to stand | |
| Those proverbs we made in the winter they must end | |
| And the wolves keep coming in | |
| Like in those prophecies | |
| The black forest keeps sending them | |
| For deathly company | |
| We' re dying tied to rules | |
| We can' t comprehend | |
| Those proverbs we made in the winter they must end | |
| We' re broken and beautiful | |
| Deep scars on skin | |
| Our regrets they can be a spur | |
| Every crack can let light in | |
| If we raise our heads again | |
| We' ve got a chance to mend | |
| Those proverbs we made in the winter they must end |