Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By The Automatic, The things that run in my blood
I just gave
By The Automatic, This adventure is a one way street
So please keep
By The Automatic, Give me a reason not to keep sleeping
When I'm
By The Automatic, Brain fried tonight through misuse
Through misuse, through misuse (Brain
By The Automatic, One place for all this distance we've got so displaced
By The Automatic, Our ambition got cast aside
Thrown away when the batteries
By The Automatic, Have I become a recluse
What is it that other
By The Automatic, Can't fight! There's no escaping the facts
I tried to
By The Automatic, Intoxicated by this sound
Nothing but a fever, going round
By The Automatic, What can I say
I've got no room to complain
By The Automatic, Pack up your accents
Pack up your batteries
Now go
By The Automatic, Stumbled out into the day you've missed
Watch out, forget