| Kill Me | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| Something aches | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| Bad things slither | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| My floors are burning down | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| And I can't find a window | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| This is medieval | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| This is cerebral | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| Suffocated | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| Melodramatic | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| Driven to the verge of | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| I make you my enemy | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| The nerves you sever | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| Can serve you better | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| In the blink of an eye | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| In the space of a second | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| Open my wrists | |
| Tattered and torn | |
| Give me my lessons | |
| Tearing myself apart | |
| From the things that make me hurt | |
| Tearing myself apart | |
| From the things that make me hurt | |
| Tearing myself apart | |
| From the things that make me hurt | |
| Tearing myself apart | |
| From the things that make me hurt | |
| Tearing myself apart | |
| From the things that make me hurt | |
| Tearing myself apart | |
| From the things that make me hurt | |
| Tearing myself apart | |
| From the things that make me hurt | |
| Tearing myself apart | |
| From the things that make me hurt |