| Song | Trippin |
| Artist | Poliça |
| Album | Shulamith |
| All my friends, lost your face | |
| A million miles, constant traces | |
| No one even came to call | |
| Had to figure it out all on our own | |
| You held me through the whole entire ride | |
| We can’t for anyone say goodbye, oh my | |
| All the strings you have tied round my mind | |
| Tripping down | |
| Losing all I have | |
| Just to be no one | |
| Anyone knows at all | |
| All my friends, lost your face | |
| A million miles, constant trace | |
| Had to figure it out all on our own | |
| Put out with the battle cry | |
| You held me through the whole entire ride | |
| And we can’t for anyone say goodbye, oh my | |
| This game, this game you wear me down just the same | |
| Tripping down | |
| Losing all I have | |
| Just to be no one | |
| Anyone knows at all | |
| All my friends, lost your face | |
| A million miles, constant trace |
| All my friends, lost your face | |
| A million miles, constant traces | |
| No one even came to call | |
| Had to figure it out all on our own | |
| You held me through the whole entire ride | |
| We can' t for anyone say goodbye, oh my | |
| All the strings you have tied round my mind | |
| Tripping down | |
| Losing all I have | |
| Just to be no one | |
| Anyone knows at all | |
| All my friends, lost your face | |
| A million miles, constant trace | |
| Had to figure it out all on our own | |
| Put out with the battle cry | |
| You held me through the whole entire ride | |
| And we can' t for anyone say goodbye, oh my | |
| This game, this game you wear me down just the same | |
| Tripping down | |
| Losing all I have | |
| Just to be no one | |
| Anyone knows at all | |
| All my friends, lost your face | |
| A million miles, constant trace |