Lyric excerpt: Stitch by Wage War
Just another game that you played, you'll run away (run away)
Three years in the making
But I guess we weren't worth saving
We weren't worth saving
Leave me in the dark with a hole for a heart
As low as I can get, burn the bridge, rip the stitch out
Guess I'll play dead, it's all in my head
To you I don't exist, call it bliss