| Everyone's a victim | |
| Noone is to blame | |
| Find a bum to dump it on | |
| This unwanted shame | |
| When I point the finger | |
| I've got three pointing back | |
| Haven't a clue | |
| What you've been through | |
| So it's easy to attack | |
| Everybody's looking for their own way to get high | |
| Find God | |
| Shoot him up | |
| Learn how to die | |
| My head's full of self-pity and noise | |
| I need a clean me | |
| I need a new voice | |
| Go down | |
| Down to the sea | |
| Down to the ocean | |
| She's calling to me | |
| Everybody's famous | |
| For a second or two | |
| We could address the world's distress | |
| But the popstar's on too. | |
| Looking so damn lonely | |
| Looking for a soul | |
| Trying hard to cover up | |
| The emptiness | |
| The hole | |
| What you're calling culture | |
| Is just arcades and malls | |
| I can't hear myself think | |
| I can't hear my heart sink | |
| Here's a diversion | |
| A howl at the moon | |
| The only time I feel alive is when I'm with you | |
| Go down | |
| Down to the sea | |
| Down to the ocean | |
| She's calling to me | |
| Gonna wash away my..... fears of this place | |
| Gonna wash away my..... tears from your face |