| Song | Home |
| Artist | Rabbit Junk |
| Album | Project Nonagon |
| All my heroes are dead | |
| Just broken bodies in my head (Fallen) | |
| And I�m out here on my own | |
| Counting my dead | |
| Covering some with a stone | |
| For the things they never said | |
| Better off stronger now | |
| If you face the truth with open eyes | |
| (Spiritual, Overwhelmed) | |
| Life would be much easier | |
| If I learned to live the lies | |
| Hey! | |
| Did you listen to your selfish human voice | |
| Say what it means to you in order to survive | |
| All my heroes are dead | |
| Just broken bodies in my head (Fallen) | |
| And I'm out there on my own | |
| Counting my dead | |
| Covering some with a stone | |
| For the things they never said | |
| (Simple words, for complications) | |
| I always trained myself, it makes me feel like shit | |
| (Those open eyes, Dissolutions) | |
| Complicating strategies, our check to see virility | |
| Hey! | |
| So now I've found myself in hell, oh, well, I'm wandering | |
| Ignoring the pretty signs that the show the way out | |
| All my heroes are dead | |
| Broken bodies in my head (Fallen) | |
| And I'm out here on my own | |
| Counting my dead | |
| Covering some with a stone | |
| For the things they never said | |
| All my heroes are dead | |
| Broken bodies in my head | |
| The real question is: how long can I endure myself? | |
| Looking inward reveals only pain | |
| Self-driven destruction, burn away your eyes again | |
| But when I view you we'll all be the same | |
| All my heroes are dead | |
| Broken bodies in my head (Fallen) | |
| I need the courage to make fame | |
| Leave your pressure with me | |
| And now I know | |
| And now I know | |
| All my heroes are dead | |
| Broken bodies in my head | |
| You! |
| All my heroes are dead | |
| Just broken bodies in my head Fallen | |
| And I m out here on my own | |
| Counting my dead | |
| Covering some with a stone | |
| For the things they never said | |
| Better off stronger now | |
| If you face the truth with open eyes | |
| Spiritual, Overwhelmed | |
| Life would be much easier | |
| If I learned to live the lies | |
| Hey! | |
| Did you listen to your selfish human voice | |
| Say what it means to you in order to survive | |
| All my heroes are dead | |
| Just broken bodies in my head Fallen | |
| And I' m out there on my own | |
| Counting my dead | |
| Covering some with a stone | |
| For the things they never said | |
| Simple words, for complications | |
| I always trained myself, it makes me feel like shit | |
| Those open eyes, Dissolutions | |
| Complicating strategies, our check to see virility | |
| Hey! | |
| So now I' ve found myself in hell, oh, well, I' m wandering | |
| Ignoring the pretty signs that the show the way out | |
| All my heroes are dead | |
| Broken bodies in my head Fallen | |
| And I' m out here on my own | |
| Counting my dead | |
| Covering some with a stone | |
| For the things they never said | |
| All my heroes are dead | |
| Broken bodies in my head | |
| The real question is: how long can I endure myself? | |
| Looking inward reveals only pain | |
| Selfdriven destruction, burn away your eyes again | |
| But when I view you we' ll all be the same | |
| All my heroes are dead | |
| Broken bodies in my head Fallen | |
| I need the courage to make fame | |
| Leave your pressure with me | |
| And now I know | |
| And now I know | |
| All my heroes are dead | |
| Broken bodies in my head | |
| You! |