Our Driver Thought He Owned Us
She Chose His Puppies Over Me
Your Millions Bought My Grave
Replaced After You Left My Hand
Our Marriage Had Room for Three
You Wanted Muscles I Wanted Peace
Escaping Her Perfect Digital Cage
I Broke My Leg to Survive
Eleven Hundred Meters of Pure Regret
Keep Your Millions Send Me Fifty
The Day I Stopped Dying