| Song | Little Hammer |
| Artist | Pale Saints |
| Album | The Comforts Of Madness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Pounding away in the back of my head | |
| Until i've almost lost myself | |
| And those red and black patterns | |
| In which nothing happens | |
| Have made me sleep | |
| A beautiful voice is a nail | |
| Being pulled out of wood | |
| Carry on little hammer | |
| You were always my favourite toy | |
| When the world's dead to me | |
| In my soft ??? fortunate cushion of pins(?) | |
| Is a soldier | |
| Slicing thin(?) through(?) thin(?) | |
| The unfortunate truth sneaking in |