Alba s touto skladbou:
No Pads, No Helmets... Just Balls,
Perfect,
I'd Do Anything,
I'm Just a Kid,
Live from Montreal,
MTV Hard Rock Live ,
Live In Anaheim,
Amalgamation,
Somewhere in the Real World,
Dreamcypher,
What the fuck is my name
There's no shame in my game
I reached out to you
But all you could do turn away
I'm not goin away
I'm goin for self so fuck everyone else
Still the same
I'm lookin your way
You show me no love
Just because you're afraid
What happened to us
Dead to me
What about your life
What about your soul
You preached but didn't practice
Fuckin liar
Now you tried to turn that shit on me
That's fuckin bullshit
Talkin shit behind our backs you know that shit is whack
And I smell fear
(Chorus)
It's fuckin perfect
Perfect
Perfect
Perfect
Did you do it for you
Or did you do it for me
I look around I can't trust anyone that I see
And now your ears bleed
You get nothin from me
But the ground on the bottom you feed
You have nothin I need
Worthless and weak
Yet you march to the beat of this drum
Fair weather friend
Dead to me
I have no respect
For some jealous reject
You preached but didn't practice
Fuckin liar
Now you tried to turn that shit on me
That's fuckin bullshit
Talkin shit behind our backs you know that shit is whack
And I smell fear
It's fuckin perfect
Perfect
Perfect
Perfect
Perfect
We're back in full effect
Perfect
We're back in full effect
Perfect
We're back in full effect
Perfect
Dead to me
Dead to me
Dead
To
Me
What the fuck did you say
Still lookin my way
This is it now
You don't have to wait for the call
Was it worth it at all
The lies that you spread
Should have left you for dead
Now you're gone
Didn't take you that long
To dig your way out just to say
Was it worth it at all
No I won't drop the ball
Dead to me
Perfect
Perfect
Perfect
Perfect
Perfect
Perfect
Perfect
This is perfect