Dead Songs 作词：Andrew Louis Everding, Iii, Robert Thomas Keeley, Timothy Payne, Steven Pedulla, Geoffrey Rickly, Thomas Rule
Dead songs are drowning out voices of compassion With a sigh, alright, alright Deadlines are winding down Fatal clocks keep ticking off dead time
Nothing hurts, nothing moves, nothing stays (No one hopes and no one dreams) Nothing matters when the dead songs play (Reject the death)
When all the color fades away The world is black and white
Dead breath from T.V. sets fill the empty houses With a dead white light, it's no surprise Dead checks, dead sex Dead cigarettes flood the ambulance In the dead of night, alright, alright
Nothing hurts, nothing moves, nothing stays (No one hopes and no one dreams) Nothing matters when the dead songs play (Reject the death)
When all the color fades away The world is black and white
There's a dead song on the audio tape The strongest magnet couldn't wipe away Singing, 'It's alright' But it's not alright Then pinpricks on the back of your neck
A little voice inside you says 'When you hear dead songs, don't sing along, let it die' Lift your small voices up and we'll stitch these cries into a choir Our lonely notes form chords that the orchestra just can't divide Alright?