| Song | Blind Mountain |
| Artist | Spiritual Beggars |
| Album | Spiritual Beggars |
| Come on winter feed me with your darkness you know | |
| I've felt like this before | |
| Loneliness is my only friend now and this bottle of cheap red wine | |
| Deep are the wounds that push me away deep are the rivers that run through my soul | |
| Bittersweet are my memories of the one that got away... yeah | |
| Innervisions bleed through my eyes | |
| Look at me | |
| I'm dying for you | |
| And all this time we'd borrow, beg and steal to feel real... | |
| Living lies. |