| Placebo from the Garden of Eden | |
| Rub it on bone, watch the skin grow | |
| Blissful cocktail makes a god from heathens | |
| Changing your life to a perfect glow | |
| Tie a knot and hang it up high | |
| Your battered corpse is bitter and sore | |
| Our lethal nectar will distort your body | |
| We'll make you better than God did before | |
| Excess into muscle | |
| Jesus pill binge | |
| Water into wine | |
| Devil in a syringe | |
| You will obey me | |
| You will become me | |
| We will control you | |
| Time for your medicine baby | |
| Oh child of Balem, I hear you wailing | |
| Your love muscle refuses to grow | |
| When nature fails, reach for the elixir | |
| Boldly rush where angels won't go | |
| Bound up, perfected, five inches, inflated | |
| You'll be an overnight extrovert | |
| Pattern the body, beauty by numbers | |
| Breathe in tight, this is going to hurt | |
| Excess into muscle | |
| Jesus pill binge | |
| Water into wine | |
| Devil in a syringe | |
| You will obey me | |
| You will become me | |
| We will control you | |
| Time for your medicine baby | |
| You don't get it | |
| You just don't get it | |
| Suckling frenzy at rubber breast | |
| Beheaded, busted, a doll, infect | |
| Salty lotion, rubbed in open scratch | |
| Removes hair and all self respect | |
| You need it, trust me, you need it | |
| Inject potion, peel back your face | |
| Lacerate on your armor inflict | |
| Uncut beauty underlines grotesque | |
| You will obey me | |
| You will become me | |
| We will control you | |
| Time for your medicine baby |