| Song | Fake Names |
| Artist | Parts & Labor |
| Album | Constant Future |
| It’s a nest of wire and folded foil | |
| It’s a humming hive in a broken tree | |
| The buildings itch and look impatient | |
| Without their skin they bare their teeth | |
| Bones will show right through the seams of last year’s new elective surgeries | |
| I get ground down to one dimension | |
| Aerodynamically complete | |
| My heart is smoothed down past perfection | |
| No shadow left to follow me | |
| Bones still show right through the seams of last year’s new elective surgeries | |
| The water will rise and this trusted disguise won’t hold | |
| Give them all fake names | |
| Give them all fake names | |
| Give them all fake names | |
| If we leave today no vacant age will follow us |
| It' s a nest of wire and folded foil | |
| It' s a humming hive in a broken tree | |
| The buildings itch and look impatient | |
| Without their skin they bare their teeth | |
| Bones will show right through the seams of last year' s new elective surgeries | |
| I get ground down to one dimension | |
| Aerodynamically complete | |
| My heart is smoothed down past perfection | |
| No shadow left to follow me | |
| Bones still show right through the seams of last year' s new elective surgeries | |
| The water will rise and this trusted disguise won' t hold | |
| Give them all fake names | |
| Give them all fake names | |
| Give them all fake names | |
| If we leave today no vacant age will follow us |