| Song | Exhibit Of The Year |
| Artist | Down to Earth Approach |
| Album | Another Intervention |
| Where you when | |
| I said, "You remind me of a portrait in a dream"? | |
| So I'll say, "Cry, but your watercolors fade" | |
| This ain't science baby, it's called creativity | |
| If I move my hands right (If I move my hands right) | |
| If I move my hands right | |
| If I move my hands right will you see yourself disappear? (If I move my hands right) | |
| If I move my hands right | |
| If I move my hands right | |
| Don’t wash my filthy hands off | |
| As your watercolors stain my fingers red and black | |
| So take my brushes off your portrait of a face | |
| Cause I will paint your smile into obscurity | |
| If I move my hands right (If I move my hands right) | |
| If I move my hands right | |
| If I move my hands right will you see yourself disappear? (If I move my hands right) | |
| If I move my hands right | |
| If I move my hands right | |
| Fill lips with black lines | |
| Darken your smile | |
| Layer paint upon paint until the words dry dead | |
| Deep in your mouth, a desert's dry air | |
| Layer pain upon paint like you were never there | |
| Will you see yourself disappear? | |
| Will you see yourself disappear? | |
| Will you see yourself disappear? |
| Where you when | |
| I said, " You remind me of a portrait in a dream"? | |
| So I' ll say, " Cry, but your watercolors fade" | |
| This ain' t science baby, it' s called creativity | |
| If I move my hands right If I move my hands right | |
| If I move my hands right | |
| If I move my hands right will you see yourself disappear? If I move my hands right | |
| If I move my hands right | |
| If I move my hands right | |
| Don' t wash my filthy hands off | |
| As your watercolors stain my fingers red and black | |
| So take my brushes off your portrait of a face | |
| Cause I will paint your smile into obscurity | |
| If I move my hands right If I move my hands right | |
| If I move my hands right | |
| If I move my hands right will you see yourself disappear? If I move my hands right | |
| If I move my hands right | |
| If I move my hands right | |
| Fill lips with black lines | |
| Darken your smile | |
| Layer paint upon paint until the words dry dead | |
| Deep in your mouth, a desert' s dry air | |
| Layer pain upon paint like you were never there | |
| Will you see yourself disappear? | |
| Will you see yourself disappear? | |
| Will you see yourself disappear? |