| Song | Slipping |
| Artist | Strife |
| Album | One Truth |
| Just when it felt like these walls weren't so close, and the grip of what held me tight was close enough for my escape... | |
| I fell again, and where were you my crutch my need my everything. | |
| There's not a question of sincerity, but a question of what used to be... | |
| And for right now, | |
| I'm moving in the only way | |
| I know how. | |
| And that's what | |
| I have to do. | |
| An escape may never be but | |
| I must try... | |
| To be seen.. | |
| Once more | |
| I'm sorry for all that's been lost- promises broken... | |
| I'm slipping away |