| Song | Price of the Kings Ticket |
| Artist | One Minute Silence |
| Album | One Lie Fits All |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Early morning sits with me and her words are kind | |
| Nothing seems to lift the soul like time | |
| Some wake up in dreams that we can't buy | |
| And we're holding on for somewhere better | |
| Early morning sits with me and her words just blind | |
| Nothing seems to move the air like time | |
| Some wake up in hell and their whole world dies | |
| And we're holding on for somewhere better | |
| Grass is always greener, are you blind? | |
| Bet you're always first in line for nothing | |
| Happy ever after, stand in line | |
| Read between the bloody lies | |
| Have your pain, | |
| I don't want it | |
| Tell me you can hear them laughing | |
| Fuck our noble men and masters | |
| Ours is not to reason but to die | |
| Ever get the feeling you've been had | |
| Suffer little children, that's it | |
| Not that dream you dreamt when you were bad | |
| The picture isn't perfect is it? | |
| I have seen enough to know | |
| I knowThe screaming never stops, just listen | |
| Tell the king and all his spineless whores | |
| They will know of our existence | |
| Jesus I'm in love with nothing | |
| Save yourselves you fucking clones | |
| Insignificant my nothing | |
| Save your breath, you're nothing more | |
| High enough to know your nothing new | |
| Climb your prison walls until you're | |
| Insignificant little shit | |
| I hate your fucking, hate your fucking | |
| NothingAll is getting better are you blind? | |
| Bet your son is not a soldier is he? | |
| See it, see it, never witness | |
| Stand behind your master and his line | |
| Still the buried sons of war | |
| Ours is not to reason but to die | |
| I can't hear no words of wisdom | |
| Turning underneath the kingdom | |
| Ever get the feeling you've been had | |
| Suffer little children, that's it | |
| Not that dream you dreamt when you were bad | |
| The picture isn't perfect is it? | |
| I have seen enough to know | |
| I knowThe screaming never stops, just listen | |
| Tell the king and all his spineless whores | |
| They will know of our existence | |
| Save yourselves you fucking clones | |
| Jesus I'm in love with nothing | |
| Insignificant my nothing | |
| Climb your prison walls until you're | |
| Insignificant little shit | |
| Save your breath, you're nothing more | |
| High enough to know your nothing new | |
| I hate your fucking, hate your fucking | |
| Nothing |
| Early morning sits with me and her words are kind | |
| Nothing seems to lift the soul like time | |
| Some wake up in dreams that we can' t buy | |
| And we' re holding on for somewhere better | |
| Early morning sits with me and her words just blind | |
| Nothing seems to move the air like time | |
| Some wake up in hell and their whole world dies | |
| And we' re holding on for somewhere better | |
| Grass is always greener, are you blind? | |
| Bet you' re always first in line for nothing | |
| Happy ever after, stand in line | |
| Read between the bloody lies | |
| Have your pain, | |
| I don' t want it | |
| Tell me you can hear them laughing | |
| Fuck our noble men and masters | |
| Ours is not to reason but to die | |
| Ever get the feeling you' ve been had | |
| Suffer little children, that' s it | |
| Not that dream you dreamt when you were bad | |
| The picture isn' t perfect is it? | |
| I have seen enough to know | |
| I knowThe screaming never stops, just listen | |
| Tell the king and all his spineless whores | |
| They will know of our existence | |
| Jesus I' m in love with nothing | |
| Save yourselves you fucking clones | |
| Insignificant my nothing | |
| Save your breath, you' re nothing more | |
| High enough to know your nothing new | |
| Climb your prison walls until you' re | |
| Insignificant little shit | |
| I hate your fucking, hate your fucking | |
| NothingAll is getting better are you blind? | |
| Bet your son is not a soldier is he? | |
| See it, see it, never witness | |
| Stand behind your master and his line | |
| Still the buried sons of war | |
| Ours is not to reason but to die | |
| I can' t hear no words of wisdom | |
| Turning underneath the kingdom | |
| Ever get the feeling you' ve been had | |
| Suffer little children, that' s it | |
| Not that dream you dreamt when you were bad | |
| The picture isn' t perfect is it? | |
| I have seen enough to know | |
| I knowThe screaming never stops, just listen | |
| Tell the king and all his spineless whores | |
| They will know of our existence | |
| Save yourselves you fucking clones | |
| Jesus I' m in love with nothing | |
| Insignificant my nothing | |
| Climb your prison walls until you' re | |
| Insignificant little shit | |
| Save your breath, you' re nothing more | |
| High enough to know your nothing new | |
| I hate your fucking, hate your fucking | |
| Nothing |
| Early morning sits with me and her words are kind | |
| Nothing seems to lift the soul like time | |
| Some wake up in dreams that we can' t buy | |
| And we' re holding on for somewhere better | |
| Early morning sits with me and her words just blind | |
| Nothing seems to move the air like time | |
| Some wake up in hell and their whole world dies | |
| And we' re holding on for somewhere better | |
| Grass is always greener, are you blind? | |
| Bet you' re always first in line for nothing | |
| Happy ever after, stand in line | |
| Read between the bloody lies | |
| Have your pain, | |
| I don' t want it | |
| Tell me you can hear them laughing | |
| Fuck our noble men and masters | |
| Ours is not to reason but to die | |
| Ever get the feeling you' ve been had | |
| Suffer little children, that' s it | |
| Not that dream you dreamt when you were bad | |
| The picture isn' t perfect is it? | |
| I have seen enough to know | |
| I knowThe screaming never stops, just listen | |
| Tell the king and all his spineless whores | |
| They will know of our existence | |
| Jesus I' m in love with nothing | |
| Save yourselves you fucking clones | |
| Insignificant my nothing | |
| Save your breath, you' re nothing more | |
| High enough to know your nothing new | |
| Climb your prison walls until you' re | |
| Insignificant little shit | |
| I hate your fucking, hate your fucking | |
| NothingAll is getting better are you blind? | |
| Bet your son is not a soldier is he? | |
| See it, see it, never witness | |
| Stand behind your master and his line | |
| Still the buried sons of war | |
| Ours is not to reason but to die | |
| I can' t hear no words of wisdom | |
| Turning underneath the kingdom | |
| Ever get the feeling you' ve been had | |
| Suffer little children, that' s it | |
| Not that dream you dreamt when you were bad | |
| The picture isn' t perfect is it? | |
| I have seen enough to know | |
| I knowThe screaming never stops, just listen | |
| Tell the king and all his spineless whores | |
| They will know of our existence | |
| Save yourselves you fucking clones | |
| Jesus I' m in love with nothing | |
| Insignificant my nothing | |
| Climb your prison walls until you' re | |
| Insignificant little shit | |
| Save your breath, you' re nothing more | |
| High enough to know your nothing new | |
| I hate your fucking, hate your fucking | |
| Nothing |