| Song | The Collapse |
| Artist | Flesh Field |
| Album | Strain |
| Mutating. | |
| Changing. | |
| Fading into nothing. | |
| Hide me. | |
| Help me. | |
| Save me from uncertainty. | |
| I try just a little bit. | |
| I fail just a little bit more. | |
| Holding onto something never meant for me. | |
| I'm drowning, losing all integrity. | |
| I want to hold onto you until I feel you breaking. | |
| Stay out of my way. |