âShip in a Bottleâ - The Bouncing Souls : how many mountains will we conquer? we never know until we begin. oh, my teacher, what should i believe in, and how will i stay strong? how many misfortunes will we conquer? how will i carry on?
âArsonistâs Lullabyâ - Hozier : you soon find you have few choices; i learned the voices died with me. when i was a child, i'd sit for hours, staring into open flames. something in it had a power, could barely tear my eyes away...donât you ever tame your demons: always keep âem on a leash.
âOverthinkingâ - Hands Like Houses : i could have just held my tongue: i should have just filled my lungs; breathe in, breathe out...iâm barely together myself. iâm overthinking.
âJohn the Revelatorâ - Curtis Stigers & The Forest Rangers : now, tell me whoâs that writing? john the revelator wrote the book of the seven seals.Â
"(You're the) Devil in Disguise" - Elvis Presley : you look like an angel, walk like an angel, but i got wise: youâre the devil in disguise.Â
âYou be the Anchor, Iâll be the Wingsâ - Mayday Parade :Â and honestly i have begging for answers that you and only can give to me. my voice crying loud, i've been crying for days now, and as i start to run i stop to breathe. and i was nearly scared to death of what you left in paragraphs...i could stand here for hours just to ask god the question "is everyone here make-believe?"
âLife Less Frighteningâ - Rise Against :Â i don't ask for much. truth be told, i'd settle for a life less frightening. hang me out to dry, i'm soaking with wet with the sins of knowing what's gone wrong but doing nothing.
âHave Mercyâ - The Gaslight Anthem :Â come pick me up from the night, from the hands of the dark, from the the things i didn't know that would simply break your heart...leave a little room for the holy ghost. come take me out of the light; i donât feel you anymore.
âNo Weatherâ - Brian Fallon : have i been to you a stranger, have i done you something unkind? you bring me ruin when i ask for water, trouble when i ask for rain? iâve known dark clouds since i was young...did our father rain you as stones? did your mother raise you on judas or jesus? is it cold out there where you are from?
âDear Godâ - Avenged Sevenfold : miles away from those i love, purpose hard to find...dear god, the only thing i ask of you is to hold her when iâm not around, when iâm much too far away.Â