| Song | Jafar |
| Artist | Salt the Wound |
| Album | Ares |
| 作曲 : Scott, Walters, Wessoly | |
| Who drew first, when they're gone, still working on perfect nothing to do, except run your mouth, hold that tongue before it's ripped from your throat. | |
| How about looking in the mirror, before stating opinions a well placed knife to the back although he's not around. (2x) | |
| Proud to be the center of your conversations, get a ****ing life. | |
| Saddest still how we become the topic, stay in small spaces with unopened minds. | |
| Steady, we're still growing, this must be how you want your name thrown about. | |
| Keep it to yourself; gossiping about fiction is pathetic. | |
| You're a fairytale not even close to the facts even more difficult to read. | |
| You still don't know the truth, how I can't put my heart in this. | |
| Destroy the world. (2x) | |
| Let's gamble our debts horrible events are inevitable, half way to the top why quit. | |
| You're a fairytale not even close to the facts even more difficult to read. | |
| You still don't know the truth, how I can't put my heart in this. | |
| Keep it to yourself, not understanding me, still underestimating me. |
| zuò qǔ : Scott, Walters, Wessoly | |
| Who drew first, when they' re gone, still working on perfect nothing to do, except run your mouth, hold that tongue before it' s ripped from your throat. | |
| How about looking in the mirror, before stating opinions a well placed knife to the back although he' s not around. 2x | |
| Proud to be the center of your conversations, get a ing life. | |
| Saddest still how we become the topic, stay in small spaces with unopened minds. | |
| Steady, we' re still growing, this must be how you want your name thrown about. | |
| Keep it to yourself gossiping about fiction is pathetic. | |
| You' re a fairytale not even close to the facts even more difficult to read. | |
| You still don' t know the truth, how I can' t put my heart in this. | |
| Destroy the world. 2x | |
| Let' s gamble our debts horrible events are inevitable, half way to the top why quit. | |
| You' re a fairytale not even close to the facts even more difficult to read. | |
| You still don' t know the truth, how I can' t put my heart in this. | |
| Keep it to yourself, not understanding me, still underestimating me. |