| Song | Home Song |
| Artist | Converge |
| Album | Unloved and Weeded Out |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| For words, | |
| Two minutes, | |
| Three years | |
| For my fingertips to grow numb. | |
| Could this be the moment, | |
| When the "finally" becomes the "wish I could"? | |
| Desperation and outstretched memories, | |
| Now I see you only in bad dreams. | |
| I never reset, | |
| I only see you in bad dreams. | |
| Let me explain... | |
| Close enough to feel your words, | |
| Far enough to read your flesh. |