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The Essential Coheed and Cambria
Disc 1
01. Time Consumer
02. Devil in Jersey City
03. Delirium Trigger
04. Everything Evil
05. In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth: 3
06. Three Evils (Embodied in Love and Shadow)
07. The Crowing
08. Blood Red Summer
09. The Camper Velourium III: Al the Killer
10. A Favor House Atlantic
11. Welcome Home
12. Ten Speed (Of God's Blood & Burial)
13. Wake Up
14. The Suffering
15. The Willing Well IV: The Final Cut
Disc 2
01. No World for Tomorrow
02. Feathers
03. The Running Free
04. Mother Superior
05. Here We Are Juggernaut
06. Pearl of the Stars
07. Key Entity Extraction I: Domino the Destitute
08. The Afterman
09. Goodnight, Fair Lady
10. Key Entity Extraction V: Sentry the Defiant
11. Gravity's Union
12. Dark Side of Me
Here, sleep at the bottom of hell
Your time has come to pick the road you'll walk in this tale.
Turned and as a coward you've learned
Through sickness and health, there's only one,
Now go and bite your tongue.

You'll just say the worst of me,
With a hope they'll understand.
No, they know you're just a boy.
So grow up and be a man.
Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The cost? Let's see... your life.

You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid.
Young brother, you've got nothing to prove.

Your answer is in there,
Just stare down the barrel.
This sincerest apologies,
Won't write you out of this one.
Tonight, you'll find the right
In the pull of the trigger, now bite.
Oh young fools, don't cry... anymore.

A fear sleeps inside your stomach... It swells.
A torn boy alone in need of fix and the pinch that cures the itch.
For too long, this little baby has cried on.
For tomorrow we'll sing the words and song
Of a time we're glad is long gone.

You'll just say the worst of me,
With a hope they'll understand.
No, they know you're just a boy.
So grow up and be a man.
Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The cost? Let's see... your life. Life...

You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid.
Young brother, you've got nothing to prove.

Mother superior,
Come catch the rabbit, he runs.
My how've you grown?
You're frightened of leaving this truly gone fishing amalgam,
Go fetch your gun.

Your answer is in there,
Just stare down the barrel.
Your sincerest apologies,
Won't write you out of this one.
Tonight, you'll find the right
In the pull of the trigger, now bite.
Oh young fools, don't cry... not anymore.
Don't cry, not anymore.
When you're sick to the stomach just pull out the knife.
Don't cry boy, not anymore.