| Song | I, Victim (Here's to the Year) |
| Artist | The Showdown |
| Album | Temptation Come My Way |
| 作曲 : Bailey, Bunton, Childers ... | |
| Blacking out | |
| Spitting gravel grinding teeth | |
| Coming home | |
| To just how desperately we need | |
| Bloodshot eyes | |
| Half filled holes and weakened knees | |
| This is consequence | |
| This is shedding skin | |
| We’re so obvious | |
| Sharpen rocks to break our fall | |
| So obedient | |
| To what bends and breaks us all | |
| We’re just passengers | |
| Binding time between the lines | |
| Here’s to the year | |
| Here’s to nothing at all | |
| Disconnect | |
| Vertigo will serve you yet | |
| Streetlight sick | |
| Daylight never felt so dead | |
| It’s not personal | |
| But the crosshairs stays on you | |
| We give you victim hood | |
| Do with it what you will | |
| We’re so obvious | |
| Sharpen rocks to break our fall | |
| So obedient | |
| To what bends and breaks us all | |
| We’re just passengers | |
| Binding time between the lines | |
| Here’s to the year | |
| And here’s to nothing at all | |
| Come on We’re so obvious | |
| Sharpen rocks to break our fall | |
| So obedient | |
| We’re just passengers | |
| Binding time between the lines | |
| Here’s to the year | |
| We’re so obvious | |
| Sharpen rocks to break our fall | |
| So obedient | |
| To what bends and breaks us all | |
| We’re just passengers | |
| Binding time between the lines | |
| Here’s to the year | |
| Here’s to nothing at all |
| zuò qǔ : Bailey, Bunton, Childers ... | |
| Blacking out | |
| Spitting gravel grinding teeth | |
| Coming home | |
| To just how desperately we need | |
| Bloodshot eyes | |
| Half filled holes and weakened knees | |
| This is consequence | |
| This is shedding skin | |
| We' re so obvious | |
| Sharpen rocks to break our fall | |
| So obedient | |
| To what bends and breaks us all | |
| We' re just passengers | |
| Binding time between the lines | |
| Here' s to the year | |
| Here' s to nothing at all | |
| Disconnect | |
| Vertigo will serve you yet | |
| Streetlight sick | |
| Daylight never felt so dead | |
| It' s not personal | |
| But the crosshairs stays on you | |
| We give you victim hood | |
| Do with it what you will | |
| We' re so obvious | |
| Sharpen rocks to break our fall | |
| So obedient | |
| To what bends and breaks us all | |
| We' re just passengers | |
| Binding time between the lines | |
| Here' s to the year | |
| And here' s to nothing at all | |
| Come on We' re so obvious | |
| Sharpen rocks to break our fall | |
| So obedient | |
| We' re just passengers | |
| Binding time between the lines | |
| Here' s to the year | |
| We' re so obvious | |
| Sharpen rocks to break our fall | |
| So obedient | |
| To what bends and breaks us all | |
| We' re just passengers | |
| Binding time between the lines | |
| Here' s to the year | |
| Here' s to nothing at all |