| Song | Short For Show |
| Artist | From Autumn to Ashes |
| Album | Abandon Your Friends |
| 作曲 : Cox, From Autumn To Ashes ... | |
| I'm not here to discount | |
| The opiate of masses | |
| But I've learned so much more | |
| Attend lectures and classes | |
| Through verbal dissection | |
| Ideas are in suspension | |
| We crash like criminals | |
| In bed with loss prevention | |
| We move when they say | |
| And beg for shit that we | |
| Will never ever need | |
| So keep the receipt | |
| We've become the children | |
| Of paralyzed ambition | |
| A fraction less human | |
| Dining in modern kitchens | |
| Prepackaged warmth with a | |
| Touch of your personal flair | |
| Arrested emotion | |
| Wax poets with a cold stare | |
| Don't you | |
| Try to tell me | |
| The your life | |
| Feels empty |
| zuò qǔ : Cox, From Autumn To Ashes ... | |
| I' m not here to discount | |
| The opiate of masses | |
| But I' ve learned so much more | |
| Attend lectures and classes | |
| Through verbal dissection | |
| Ideas are in suspension | |
| We crash like criminals | |
| In bed with loss prevention | |
| We move when they say | |
| And beg for shit that we | |
| Will never ever need | |
| So keep the receipt | |
| We' ve become the children | |
| Of paralyzed ambition | |
| A fraction less human | |
| Dining in modern kitchens | |
| Prepackaged warmth with a | |
| Touch of your personal flair | |
| Arrested emotion | |
| Wax poets with a cold stare | |
| Don' t you | |
| Try to tell me | |
| The your life | |
| Feels empty |