| Song | Host Disorder |
| Artist | Every Time I Die |
| Album | New Junk Aesthetic |
| 作曲 : Every Time I Die | |
| My cancer came knocking | |
| It was dressed to the nines | |
| So I peeled back my skin | |
| And I let it come inside | |
| But it won't leave | |
| Though the guests have gone | |
| No, it pours a drink | |
| And requests another song | |
| Now it sleeps in between us | |
| Splits and doubles in size | |
| Apes my nuances of desertion | |
| Lust and arrogant pride | |
| And it drags me out of my head | |
| And it drags me out of my head | |
| The plague is now empowered | |
| The plague is now empowered | |
| The plague is now | |
| My cancer waved torches | |
| Broke the lock on my door | |
| But I was powerless | |
| To refuse it anymore | |
| Is everyone comfortable? | |
| Is everyone having a good time? | |
| My friends are all vampires | |
| Come to drain and transform | |
| I keep the window cracked and the light on | |
| Kept the leftovers warm | |
| Maybe I make myself sick | |
| Maybe I make myself sick | |
| Make me give a damn | |
| And I will be with you everywhere | |
| I will open the sky | |
| I will follow you into hell | |
| Kill everyone in our way, yeah | |
| Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
| Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
| Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
| Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers |
| zuò qǔ : Every Time I Die | |
| My cancer came knocking | |
| It was dressed to the nines | |
| So I peeled back my skin | |
| And I let it come inside | |
| But it won' t leave | |
| Though the guests have gone | |
| No, it pours a drink | |
| And requests another song | |
| Now it sleeps in between us | |
| Splits and doubles in size | |
| Apes my nuances of desertion | |
| Lust and arrogant pride | |
| And it drags me out of my head | |
| And it drags me out of my head | |
| The plague is now empowered | |
| The plague is now empowered | |
| The plague is now | |
| My cancer waved torches | |
| Broke the lock on my door | |
| But I was powerless | |
| To refuse it anymore | |
| Is everyone comfortable? | |
| Is everyone having a good time? | |
| My friends are all vampires | |
| Come to drain and transform | |
| I keep the window cracked and the light on | |
| Kept the leftovers warm | |
| Maybe I make myself sick | |
| Maybe I make myself sick | |
| Make me give a damn | |
| And I will be with you everywhere | |
| I will open the sky | |
| I will follow you into hell | |
| Kill everyone in our way, yeah | |
| Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
| Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
| Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers | |
| Open your heart to the snake oil peddlers |