10.22 (2011) (исполнитель: Ben Moody)
what a tragic affection to harbor a solace seeking salvation to squander such a beautiful burden to bear alone, i know ransomed fictions of violence, breaking the silence hiding the wake of our deception guarding desperate secrets buried below and you know tell me again, your [bad word] up excuses i'm dying fighting a life of abuse when fame is your game you say i'm to blame but you know you know this moment carries my last hesitation seducing anger to haste our separation the solemn peace of a guilty man, it grows so cold your every breath, now strengthens my affliction my tears have faded all hope of your conviction you were never the martyr you pretended to be and you know tell me again, your [bad word] up excuses i'm dying fighting a life of abuse when fame is your game you say i'm to blame but you know you know how they love you now tear drops rain down but nobody cares, nobody cares tell me again, your [bad word] up excuses i'm dying fighting a life of abuse when fame is your game you say i'm to blame but you know you know