| Song | A Constant Reminder |
| Artist | It Dies Today |
| Album | Sirens |
| 作曲 : Brooks, Hatalak | |
| We awoke in the midst of a vicious cycle, | |
| Becoming the satellites whose transmissions are static served. | |
| As of late, it seems my audience has been lacking. | |
| I can only pray that you're tuning in during a moment of clarity, | |
| Just to hear me utter these spiteful words before the signal fades. | |
| Here's hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery, | |
| The hook that rips right through your chest. | |
| Enjoy this constant reminder of your fickle nature, | |
| And the hideous facade you wear so well. | |
| The crowd gasps in awe as my head began to swell, | |
| And the whites of my eyes slowly turned, slowly turned to red. | |
| Just then did gravity created such a dramatic end. | |
| I can only pray that you're tuning in during a moment of clarity, | |
| Just to hear me utter these spiteful words before the signal fades. | |
| Here's hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery, | |
| The hook that rips right through your chest. | |
| Enjoy this constant reminder, my double standards, | |
| And the hideous facade I wear so well. | |
| The twilight, projects this message, | |
| To a populous who's turned their backs. | |
| The twilight, screen my words across the sky, | |
| Look up in wonder. | |
| Here's hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery, | |
| The hook that rips right through your chest. | |
| Enjoy this constant reminder of your fickle nature, | |
| And the hideous facade you wear so well. | |
| Enjoy this constant reminder, fade as we burn. | |
| Enjoy this constant reminder, fade as we burn. | |
| Enjoy this constant reminder, and the hideous facade you wear so well |
| zuò qǔ : Brooks, Hatalak | |
| We awoke in the midst of a vicious cycle, | |
| Becoming the satellites whose transmissions are static served. | |
| As of late, it seems my audience has been lacking. | |
| I can only pray that you' re tuning in during a moment of clarity, | |
| Just to hear me utter these spiteful words before the signal fades. | |
| Here' s hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery, | |
| The hook that rips right through your chest. | |
| Enjoy this constant reminder of your fickle nature, | |
| And the hideous facade you wear so well. | |
| The crowd gasps in awe as my head began to swell, | |
| And the whites of my eyes slowly turned, slowly turned to red. | |
| Just then did gravity created such a dramatic end. | |
| I can only pray that you' re tuning in during a moment of clarity, | |
| Just to hear me utter these spiteful words before the signal fades. | |
| Here' s hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery, | |
| The hook that rips right through your chest. | |
| Enjoy this constant reminder, my double standards, | |
| And the hideous facade I wear so well. | |
| The twilight, projects this message, | |
| To a populous who' s turned their backs. | |
| The twilight, screen my words across the sky, | |
| Look up in wonder. | |
| Here' s hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery, | |
| The hook that rips right through your chest. | |
| Enjoy this constant reminder of your fickle nature, | |
| And the hideous facade you wear so well. | |
| Enjoy this constant reminder, fade as we burn. | |
| Enjoy this constant reminder, fade as we burn. | |
| Enjoy this constant reminder, and the hideous facade you wear so well |