| Song | True Thrush |
| Artist | Dan Deacon |
| Album | America |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Beast of my brain, everybody's the same | |
| With the beast's control, it will never turn gold, and that's just life | |
| Don't touch the flame, of the burning decay | |
| With the lies you've been sold, let the nightmare unfold, if you don't mind | |
| And they're all out, | |
| I'm lost there alone | |
| No hand to hold high, | |
| Looking for me, | |
| I'm goneSpread those wings wide and take me along | |
| Now show me the sky and tell me | |
| I'm wrong |