| Song | Sleeping with Knives |
| Artist | Useless ID |
| Album | Symptoms |
| When the night is a guilt and you lost the fume | |
| You lock yourself up in a panic room | |
| Your life’s a collision course, and it drives you mad | |
| And outside your window, I’ve always been | |
| I’m a vampire waiting to be let in | |
| When I know there’s a silver bullet set aside | |
| You and I know someone | |
| I could not believe he paid | |
| He took you for granted | |
| You sucked the life out of me | |
| Do you wander the streets and feel like a whore? | |
| Do you even know yourself anymore? | |
| Seems like you’re never ready to subside | |
| Stay where you suffer may keep you safe | |
| With a broken heart and an empty cage | |
| And your lips to the bottle to ease the pain for you, tonight | |
| You and I know someone | |
| I could not believe he paid | |
| He took you for granted | |
| You sucked the life out of me | |
| When you’re sleeping, | |
| Are you sleeping with knives? | |
| When you’re sleeping, | |
| Are you sleeping with knives? | |
| How ’bout your ex-lover? | |
| You turned him into a ghost | |
| You could try one more time | |
| And see your knotwork | |
| [?] | |
| Are you sleeping with knives? [x3] |
| When the night is a guilt and you lost the fume | |
| You lock yourself up in a panic room | |
| Your life' s a collision course, and it drives you mad | |
| And outside your window, I' ve always been | |
| I' m a vampire waiting to be let in | |
| When I know there' s a silver bullet set aside | |
| You and I know someone | |
| I could not believe he paid | |
| He took you for granted | |
| You sucked the life out of me | |
| Do you wander the streets and feel like a whore? | |
| Do you even know yourself anymore? | |
| Seems like you' re never ready to subside | |
| Stay where you suffer may keep you safe | |
| With a broken heart and an empty cage | |
| And your lips to the bottle to ease the pain for you, tonight | |
| You and I know someone | |
| I could not believe he paid | |
| He took you for granted | |
| You sucked the life out of me | |
| When you' re sleeping, | |
| Are you sleeping with knives? | |
| When you' re sleeping, | |
| Are you sleeping with knives? | |
| How ' bout your exlover? | |
| You turned him into a ghost | |
| You could try one more time | |
| And see your knotwork | |
| ? | |
| Are you sleeping with knives? x3 |