 
                
I've got nothing to penetrate, 
And I've got nothing to elevate. 
I can't seem to concentrate 
'Cause I've got nothing to consecrate. 
I wouldn't know the solution 
'Cause this ain't my revolution. 
I practice my prostitution 
And spread the people's pollution. 
I've got nothing to mediate 
And I've got nothing to dedicate. 
I can't seem to separate 
'Cause I've got nothing to liberate. 
I wouldn't know the solution 
'Cause this ain't my revolution. 
I practice my prostitution 
And spread the people's pollution.
I've got no one to aggravate 
And I've got no one to emulate. 
You want me to assimilate 
But I'm not going to imitate.
 
| 1 | Eleanor Rigby | 
| 2 | Push | 
| 3 | The Reckoning | 
| 4 | Fucked Up | 
| 5 | Bleed | 
| 6 | Sinking | 
| 7 | Memorial | 
| 8 | Stay Back | 
| 9 | Dream | 
| 10 | Fade Away |