| Song | P.S. |
| Artist | The Working Title |
| Album | About Face |
| [Verse 1]We all went home | |
| To search ourselves | |
| There's no one left | |
| To feed us now | |
| We all want more | |
| Then what we have | |
| Just pick me up | |
| And let me down[Chorus] | |
| State your reason for cushioning your fall | |
| I call it treason please share with me your thoughts[Verse 2] | |
| I've learned to find my place to hide | |
| My circus of rust and lies | |
| We take it down these holy ties | |
| Just run away and follow blind[Bridge] | |
| Do you enter lives | |
| Without knocking or warning | |
| Do you count the lives | |
| And pace the night til' morning |