| Song | New Self |
| Artist | XP8 |
| Album | The Art of Revenge |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Resurreccion, XP8 | |
| Step inside this new self | |
| The one you thought would never fit | |
| And face the change in your life | |
| Admit it's never been a lie | |
| And take it all upon you | |
| It's time for you to get used to | |
| Responsibility and grief | |
| The part you thought you would have skipped | |
| This boring side of life | |
| Your aching troubled doubting mind | |
| And never stop to enjoy | |
| All your pleasures, sins, you lazy boy | |
| Fight your old compulsion | |
| This world shows no compassion | |
| For the arty losers like you | |
| It only wants you to swallow rules | |
| About the thought you should think | |
| About the dreams you should dream | |
| About the drugs you can't take | |
| You're not supposed to make any mistake | |
| It knows a thousand ways to smash your feelings away | |
| You'll become a nothing like them | |
| You're going to die in their hell |
| zuo qu : Resurreccion, XP8 | |
| Step inside this new self | |
| The one you thought would never fit | |
| And face the change in your life | |
| Admit it' s never been a lie | |
| And take it all upon you | |
| It' s time for you to get used to | |
| Responsibility and grief | |
| The part you thought you would have skipped | |
| This boring side of life | |
| Your aching troubled doubting mind | |
| And never stop to enjoy | |
| All your pleasures, sins, you lazy boy | |
| Fight your old compulsion | |
| This world shows no compassion | |
| For the arty losers like you | |
| It only wants you to swallow rules | |
| About the thought you should think | |
| About the dreams you should dream | |
| About the drugs you can' t take | |
| You' re not supposed to make any mistake | |
| It knows a thousand ways to smash your feelings away | |
| You' ll become a nothing like them | |
| You' re going to die in their hell |
| zuò qǔ : Resurreccion, XP8 | |
| Step inside this new self | |
| The one you thought would never fit | |
| And face the change in your life | |
| Admit it' s never been a lie | |
| And take it all upon you | |
| It' s time for you to get used to | |
| Responsibility and grief | |
| The part you thought you would have skipped | |
| This boring side of life | |
| Your aching troubled doubting mind | |
| And never stop to enjoy | |
| All your pleasures, sins, you lazy boy | |
| Fight your old compulsion | |
| This world shows no compassion | |
| For the arty losers like you | |
| It only wants you to swallow rules | |
| About the thought you should think | |
| About the dreams you should dream | |
| About the drugs you can' t take | |
| You' re not supposed to make any mistake | |
| It knows a thousand ways to smash your feelings away | |
| You' ll become a nothing like them | |
| You' re going to die in their hell |