| Song | Proprioception |
| Artist | Eden Synthetic Corps |
| Album | Eight Thousand Square Feet |
| I look beyond the trees | |
| But those are fallacies | |
| This place is creeping up my [fill] | |
| I look into the sky | |
| And find the reason why | |
| I'm locked outside this fucking balcony | |
| I'm feeling cold | |
| I know I'll never get to see what I hold dear | |
| There's nothing out here | |
| Nothing but me and my fear |