| Song | Aesthetics |
| Artist | The Outline |
| Album | You Smash It, We'll Build Around It |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Furnished in fur and afraid of your father | |
| You've choked out the air, burned up the water | |
| Your sin is yourself, a slave to your youth | |
| Too caught up in deceit to come close to a truth | |
| Infinitely infantile, but ultimately worth each and every while | |
| Why do dreams dissipate upon waking, before we're able enough to intake them, | |
| Something is missing, | |
| Leave me, let me be, what's dead is free | |
| We froze in frozen time | |
| It all ends now |