| Song | Naked |
| Artist | Violent Work of Art |
| Album | The Worst Is Yet to Come |
| Hanging by a thread, eEchoes in my head, | |
| Staring at the walls, as the curtain falls, | |
| Naked on the stage, conquering the shame. | |
| I cover my face, closing the gates, | |
| To live in disgrace. | |
| Sick of being me, screaming to be free, | |
| Drowning in myself, could be someone else, | |
| Naked on the stage, conquering the shame. | |
| I cover my face, closing the gates, | |
| To live in disgrace. | |
| This seems to be, insanity, | |
| I recognize, this state in me. |