| Song | In All Honesty |
| Artist | Oh, Sleeper |
| Album | Son Of The Morning |
| Rest I have not found… | |
| They keep coming, keep coming, keep crawling right through my teeth | |
| They keep coming, keep coming, your children | |
| I feed off to keep awake… | |
| Long enough to meet the next little sheep | |
| Long enough to meet the next to buy every word | |
| I preach… | |
| It’s like | |
| I was born to rip the flesh from her bones | |
| Forever stalking streets for the next one | |
| I’ve found | |
| I can run faster, faster than guilt could ever | |
| I’ve found once a man lets virtue aside, he finds sweet what follows | |
| I’ve found that | |
| I can run faster than guilt could ever | |
| I’m bleeding while you’re leading for my enemy | |
| How could you really think that | |
| I am worth this rescuing? | |
| I wish you to be, | |
| I could be, the one who pleases me so much | |
| You to be more than me because | |
| I can reach through anything | |
| I wish you to be, | |
| I could be, the one who please me so much | |
| You to be, more than me, my arms are reaching | |
| You’re reaching out to a dog that’s tasted and turned | |
| Why? Why waste your time when | |
| I’ve found my strength in another? | |
| Can you see more in me? | |
| Can you really see more than just a beast? | |
| I’m bleeding so you can be the one who pleases me | |
| I’m sorry, but | |
| I just can’t justify this rescuing | |
| You can’t see fairness as your clarity | |
| The better man is what your heart wants to be, but you rape every trusted chance | |
| I bring your way | |
| If justice you seek, in death it should be | |
| I wish you to be, | |
| I could be, the one who pleases me so much | |
| You could be more than me because | |
| I can reach through anything | |
| I want you to be, to believe, the one who pleases me | |
| Will you? | |
| You could be, take me my arms are reaching | |
| I don’t want to be the father who has to watch his daughter | |
| Be conned and stripped bare by a monster like me | |
| God, put me to sleep |
| Rest I have not found | |
| They keep coming, keep coming, keep crawling right through my teeth | |
| They keep coming, keep coming, your children | |
| I feed off to keep awake | |
| Long enough to meet the next little sheep | |
| Long enough to meet the next to buy every word | |
| I preach | |
| It' s like | |
| I was born to rip the flesh from her bones | |
| Forever stalking streets for the next one | |
| I' ve found | |
| I can run faster, faster than guilt could ever | |
| I' ve found once a man lets virtue aside, he finds sweet what follows | |
| I' ve found that | |
| I can run faster than guilt could ever | |
| I' m bleeding while you' re leading for my enemy | |
| How could you really think that | |
| I am worth this rescuing? | |
| I wish you to be, | |
| I could be, the one who pleases me so much | |
| You to be more than me because | |
| I can reach through anything | |
| I wish you to be, | |
| I could be, the one who please me so much | |
| You to be, more than me, my arms are reaching | |
| You' re reaching out to a dog that' s tasted and turned | |
| Why? Why waste your time when | |
| I' ve found my strength in another? | |
| Can you see more in me? | |
| Can you really see more than just a beast? | |
| I' m bleeding so you can be the one who pleases me | |
| I' m sorry, but | |
| I just can' t justify this rescuing | |
| You can' t see fairness as your clarity | |
| The better man is what your heart wants to be, but you rape every trusted chance | |
| I bring your way | |
| If justice you seek, in death it should be | |
| I wish you to be, | |
| I could be, the one who pleases me so much | |
| You could be more than me because | |
| I can reach through anything | |
| I want you to be, to believe, the one who pleases me | |
| Will you? | |
| You could be, take me my arms are reaching | |
| I don' t want to be the father who has to watch his daughter | |
| Be conned and stripped bare by a monster like me | |
| God, put me to sleep |