| Song | Semi-Thought |
| Artist | Dead Confederate |
| Album | Sugar |
| I can't hear you when you talk | |
| You're a muted semi-thought | |
| Going down, down, down, down | |
| Can't express what can't be bought | |
| Can't express in written thought | |
| Going down, down, down, down | |
| Far along we've come alone | |
| Throwing sticks will bring you stones | |
| Going down, going | |
| So afraid of all your faults | |
| Just a critic without heart | |
| Going down, down, down, down |