| Trust, I don't know | |
| It's not my middle name | |
| Drugs and chemicals | |
| All lead to your door | |
| It's just, well I don't know | |
| It's no religion | |
| What? Hell, I don't know | |
| Think God can save me | |
| You got that on video? | |
| It's all just numbers | |
| It's not that I won't go | |
| Near my own kitchen | |
| The sun is up | |
| The moon is full | |
| There's laughter in the tubes | |
| The submarines are just machines of rust | |
| The coffee cup, the talking bull | |
| This circles made of cubes | |
| The cruelest love is someone's | |
| You can't trust | |
| Trust, I don't know | |
| It's not my middle name | |
| Drugs and chemicals | |
| All lead to your door | |
| Trust, I don't know | |
| I don't like sunshine | |
| There's dust and heavy snow | |
| That's shrowding your door | |
| It's just that I don't know | |
| It's my religion | |
| The sun is up | |
| The moon is full | |
| There's laughter in the tubes | |
| The submarines are just machines of rust | |
| The coffee cup, the talking bull | |
| This circles made of cubes | |
| The cruelest love is someone's | |
| You can't trust |