| Song | Vertigo |
| Artist | Haste the Day |
| Album | Pressure The Hinges |
| Vertigo hits. | |
| Tonight we dance. | |
| What dance has brought us to a disfigured ballroom where we march in fine rows and our heels, our heels touch the ground. | |
| Beauty forsaken. | |
| Our weakness comes from desire for solace. | |
| Tonight we cry. | |
| Trust in the falling walls. | |
| Scars in the face of fear. | |
| Scars on our hearts. | |
| No use screaming when all that hear are deaf ears. | |
| Beauty forsaken. | |
| Our weakness comes from desire for solace. | |
| Tonight we cry. | |
| Trust in the falling walls. |