| What has come of you | |
| Fadin' into gloom | |
| Blackening everything that we achieved | |
| Thought I felt kill, an underrated skill | |
| Catching but heavily quite a disease | |
| Givin' some crap | |
| It is to show you where my head is at | |
| It's but a shame | |
| This is some ordinary life | |
| Some ordinary life | |
| Some ordinary life | |
| Some ordinary | |
| Now I know the score | |
| The storyline you store | |
| Has but an end that you will not release | |
| Requiring a plan, some pattern for the clan | |
| And nothing is quite what it seems | |
| Didn't I swear | |
| It such a beautiful dress that you wear | |
| It's but a game | |
| This is some ordinary life | |
| Some ordinary life | |
| Some ordinary life | |
| Some ordinary life | |
| Some ordinary | |
| Ordinary life | |
| Some ordinary life | |
| Some ordinary life | |
| Some ordinary |