آهنگ: Common Dead. Music That Kills.

This obsession I cannot hide / Cannot hide misdirected hatred / And I can't help but override / Override considered consciousness / If you stay here, I might kill ya' / I might kill ya / Physically or otherwise, blatant aggression, I know it's cliche / But just go / Take with you what you can / If you don't wanna see yourself thrashed / Take with you what you can / And the fuck right outta' here / I am constantly criticized / Criticized behind my back, I know / Don't you act like you're so surprised / So surprised if I got a bone to pick / Lashing out at everyone / Everyone who's with or without me / Let me play the song, I know it's cliche / But just go / Back down, stay back / Take comfort in the fact there is death / (I will fuck you up! 2, 3, 4) / I love blasting the sound of my raw despise / I could have the world and still have this hate / Give me the music that kills / It's the only thing keeping me / From killing you motherfuckers physically / When all else seems to fail / Give me the music that kills!

(Thanks to Andrew for these lyrics)