Alba s touto skladbou:
Roots of Hate,
Grown,
And I'm gonna get to
The bottom of this
Gonna peel back my skin
And look at myself shaking and shivering
And I'll get the rope, from in the house
Survey the scene, finding two of the tallest trees
And I'm tying myself up, above the cool earth
To dangle in the twilight (whoah)
And I'm gonna get to
The bottom of this
Gonna peel back my skin
And look at myself shaking and shivering
And as my skin collects in a pile on the ground
I'll radiate heat, and turn off my head
And just pretend that I don't exist
Then, I'll see clearly to the end
Of the ropes that I've been hanging from (whoa, oh, oh)
I say, loosen from the trees, I plummet to the ground
Be impaled and turned around (turning right around)
Finally free from the ups and downs
And I'm gonna get to
The bottom of this
Gonna peel back my skin
And look at myself shaking and shivering
And I'm gonna get to
The bottom of this
Gonna peel back my skin
And look at myself shaking and shivering
