| Song | Sugar Wolf |
| Artist | From Autumn to Ashes |
| Album | Abandon Your Friends |
| 作曲 : From Autumn To Ashes, Mark | |
| Less of a singer, you are more | |
| More of a prostitute | |
| With aspirations for a life of sex and drug abuse | |
| When did the music turn into a beauty pageant | |
| Lately my sense of pride has been chronically absent | |
| domesticate, So much for combat | |
| My worst habits are mounting a comeback | |
| Dollars and pence, cubic or metric | |
| You can sit down but the chairs are electric | |
| Lay in the street, embrace the gutter | |
| Its easier than working towards something | |
| Better pull on my boots, run through the back door | |
| Should have been more careful what I wished for | |
| Less of an artist, you are more more of a xerox machine | |
| You sit tracing the pages of juxtapose magazine | |
| When did the music turn into a beauty pageant | |
| I've become a participant in something I stood against | |
| domesticate, So much for combat | |
| My worst habits are mounting a comeback | |
| Dollars and pence, cubic or metric | |
| You can sit down but the chairs are electric | |
| Lay in the street, embrace the gutter | |
| Its easier than working towards something | |
| Better pull on my boots, run through the back door | |
| Should have been more careful what I wished for | |
| I should have never given birth to this monster | |
| I should have never given birth to this monster | |
| From all this shame | |
| I'd like to hide my head in the ground | |
| domesticate, So much for combat | |
| My worst habits are mounting a comeback | |
| Dollars and pence, cubic or metric | |
| You can sit down but the chairs are electric | |
| Lay in the street, embrace the gutter | |
| Its easier than working towards something | |
| Better pull on my boots, run through the back door | |
| Should have been more careful what I wished for |
| zuò qǔ : From Autumn To Ashes, Mark | |
| Less of a singer, you are more | |
| More of a prostitute | |
| With aspirations for a life of sex and drug abuse | |
| When did the music turn into a beauty pageant | |
| Lately my sense of pride has been chronically absent | |
| domesticate, So much for combat | |
| My worst habits are mounting a comeback | |
| Dollars and pence, cubic or metric | |
| You can sit down but the chairs are electric | |
| Lay in the street, embrace the gutter | |
| Its easier than working towards something | |
| Better pull on my boots, run through the back door | |
| Should have been more careful what I wished for | |
| Less of an artist, you are more more of a xerox machine | |
| You sit tracing the pages of juxtapose magazine | |
| When did the music turn into a beauty pageant | |
| I' ve become a participant in something I stood against | |
| domesticate, So much for combat | |
| My worst habits are mounting a comeback | |
| Dollars and pence, cubic or metric | |
| You can sit down but the chairs are electric | |
| Lay in the street, embrace the gutter | |
| Its easier than working towards something | |
| Better pull on my boots, run through the back door | |
| Should have been more careful what I wished for | |
| I should have never given birth to this monster | |
| I should have never given birth to this monster | |
| From all this shame | |
| I' d like to hide my head in the ground | |
| domesticate, So much for combat | |
| My worst habits are mounting a comeback | |
| Dollars and pence, cubic or metric | |
| You can sit down but the chairs are electric | |
| Lay in the street, embrace the gutter | |
| Its easier than working towards something | |
| Better pull on my boots, run through the back door | |
| Should have been more careful what I wished for |