| Song | Beneath Contempt |
| Artist | Flesh Field |
| Album | Strain |
| I can only take so much before my back will break. | |
| So tell me what you've learned from your thousands of mistakes. | |
| I don't want to be anything like you are. | |
| New strains of apathy infecting all the old scars. | |
| So many times I thought you would come through for me. | |
| You've had your chance to prove your authenticity. | |
| So many complications. | |
| So many limitations. | |
| All lead to confrontations, | |
| And violations of trust. | |
| I didn't want to believe that you could be so quick to deceive. | |
| I thought you understood. |