| Song | Lake Somerset |
| Artist | Deerhunter |
| Album | Cryptograms |
| It pays to kill anyone who has information | |
| In the park we hide behind rocks | |
| We urinate on rocks until the sun comes up | |
| Encrypted in flesh, concrete soaked in sweat | |
| We lived in Lake Somerset | |
| It was south of Dallas Highway, just east of a drained lake | |
| Orchids dissolve, equations solved, psychic landscape | |
| To know there is a limit to what you can experience | |
| These walls I know, I grew up here | |
| No satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction |