| Song | A Key To Nothing |
| Artist | Mudvayne |
| Album | The End Of All Things To Come |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gray, Martinie, McDonough ... | |
| No more doors | |
| No more locks | |
| No more windows | |
| No more box | |
| No more no less | |
| No more nothingness | |
| No more six foot digs | |
| No more hypocrites | |
| No more emptiness | |
| No more consequence | |
| No more puppet strings | |
| No more disease | |
| No more growing up | |
| No more happiness | |
| No more lying down | |
| No more complacence | |
| I have | |
| I hold the key | |
| To nothing, it's a small killing | |
| Murder | |
| Murders in the hands | |
| Of motion | |
| As it seems to be | |
| No more nothing | |
| No more anything | |
| No more you | |
| No more me | |
| No more posturing victories | |
| No more nations to defeat | |
| No more speaking truth | |
| No more deceit | |
| No more holding down | |
| No more pushing me | |
| No more new world order | |
| No more anarchy | |
| I have | |
| I hold the key | |
| To nothing, it's a small killing | |
| Murder | |
| Murder's in the hands | |
| Of motion | |
| As it seems to be | |
| I'm washing my hands, of the whole thing | |
| I'm washing my hands, of the whole thing | |
| I'm washing my hands, of the whole thing | |
| Of the whole thing | |
| I want no more nothing | |
| I want no more nothing | |
| I want no more nothing | |
| I want no more nothing | |
| I have | |
| I hold the key | |
| To nothing, it's a small killing | |
| Murder | |
| Murder's in the hands | |
| Of motion | |
| As it seems to be | |
| I'm washing my hands, of everything | |
| Of everything we are |
| zuo qu : Gray, Martinie, McDonough ... | |
| No more doors | |
| No more locks | |
| No more windows | |
| No more box | |
| No more no less | |
| No more nothingness | |
| No more six foot digs | |
| No more hypocrites | |
| No more emptiness | |
| No more consequence | |
| No more puppet strings | |
| No more disease | |
| No more growing up | |
| No more happiness | |
| No more lying down | |
| No more complacence | |
| I have | |
| I hold the key | |
| To nothing, it' s a small killing | |
| Murder | |
| Murders in the hands | |
| Of motion | |
| As it seems to be | |
| No more nothing | |
| No more anything | |
| No more you | |
| No more me | |
| No more posturing victories | |
| No more nations to defeat | |
| No more speaking truth | |
| No more deceit | |
| No more holding down | |
| No more pushing me | |
| No more new world order | |
| No more anarchy | |
| I have | |
| I hold the key | |
| To nothing, it' s a small killing | |
| Murder | |
| Murder' s in the hands | |
| Of motion | |
| As it seems to be | |
| I' m washing my hands, of the whole thing | |
| I' m washing my hands, of the whole thing | |
| I' m washing my hands, of the whole thing | |
| Of the whole thing | |
| I want no more nothing | |
| I want no more nothing | |
| I want no more nothing | |
| I want no more nothing | |
| I have | |
| I hold the key | |
| To nothing, it' s a small killing | |
| Murder | |
| Murder' s in the hands | |
| Of motion | |
| As it seems to be | |
| I' m washing my hands, of everything | |
| Of everything we are |
| zuò qǔ : Gray, Martinie, McDonough ... | |
| No more doors | |
| No more locks | |
| No more windows | |
| No more box | |
| No more no less | |
| No more nothingness | |
| No more six foot digs | |
| No more hypocrites | |
| No more emptiness | |
| No more consequence | |
| No more puppet strings | |
| No more disease | |
| No more growing up | |
| No more happiness | |
| No more lying down | |
| No more complacence | |
| I have | |
| I hold the key | |
| To nothing, it' s a small killing | |
| Murder | |
| Murders in the hands | |
| Of motion | |
| As it seems to be | |
| No more nothing | |
| No more anything | |
| No more you | |
| No more me | |
| No more posturing victories | |
| No more nations to defeat | |
| No more speaking truth | |
| No more deceit | |
| No more holding down | |
| No more pushing me | |
| No more new world order | |
| No more anarchy | |
| I have | |
| I hold the key | |
| To nothing, it' s a small killing | |
| Murder | |
| Murder' s in the hands | |
| Of motion | |
| As it seems to be | |
| I' m washing my hands, of the whole thing | |
| I' m washing my hands, of the whole thing | |
| I' m washing my hands, of the whole thing | |
| Of the whole thing | |
| I want no more nothing | |
| I want no more nothing | |
| I want no more nothing | |
| I want no more nothing | |
| I have | |
| I hold the key | |
| To nothing, it' s a small killing | |
| Murder | |
| Murder' s in the hands | |
| Of motion | |
| As it seems to be | |
| I' m washing my hands, of everything | |
| Of everything we are |