| 歌曲 | Asbestos Youth |
| 歌手 | Wolf Eyes |
| 专辑 | I Am A Problem: Mind in Pieces |
| Every waking day | |
| Every waking hour | |
| It's gone this way | |
| It's made the air sour | |
| And every single thought | |
| Of every single wave | |
| The haze breaks when the heads embraced | |
| It's gone this way | |
| It's made the air sour | |
| And every single thought | |
| Of every single wave | |
| The haze breaks when the heads embraced | |
| Drop your head in thought | |
| This mindless thankless wish | |
| This suffocation cage that listens while it's pissed | |
| On the second hand of the second hour | |
| Drop your head in thought | |
| Time comes back and nothing's spent, nothing but a bore | |
| I call it war | |
| You can taste it when it burns, a taste you will learn | |
| On the last drink of the last night | |
| Let's just go home, but not without a fight | |
| It's gone this way | |
| It's made the air sour | |
| And every single thought | |
| Of every single wave | |
| The haze breaks when the heads embraced | |
| You can taste it when it burns, a taste you will learn | |
| On the last drink of the last night | |
| Let's just go home, but not without a fight | |
| Drop your head in thought | |
| This mindless thankless wish | |
| This suffocation cage that listens while it's pissed |
| Every waking day | |
| Every waking hour | |
| It' s gone this way | |
| It' s made the air sour | |
| And every single thought | |
| Of every single wave | |
| The haze breaks when the heads embraced | |
| It' s gone this way | |
| It' s made the air sour | |
| And every single thought | |
| Of every single wave | |
| The haze breaks when the heads embraced | |
| Drop your head in thought | |
| This mindless thankless wish | |
| This suffocation cage that listens while it' s pissed | |
| On the second hand of the second hour | |
| Drop your head in thought | |
| Time comes back and nothing' s spent, nothing but a bore | |
| I call it war | |
| You can taste it when it burns, a taste you will learn | |
| On the last drink of the last night | |
| Let' s just go home, but not without a fight | |
| It' s gone this way | |
| It' s made the air sour | |
| And every single thought | |
| Of every single wave | |
| The haze breaks when the heads embraced | |
| You can taste it when it burns, a taste you will learn | |
| On the last drink of the last night | |
| Let' s just go home, but not without a fight | |
| Drop your head in thought | |
| This mindless thankless wish | |
| This suffocation cage that listens while it' s pissed |