| Song | Absorbed |
| Artist | Superjoint Ritual |
| Album | A Lethal Dose Of American Hatred |
| Reading what you write alone, the ever-present fucking phone, | |
| Being what your not seeing, self centered in bad lighting | |
| Near sighted to a fault, with every day a grain of salt | |
| Rarely reliving it | |
| Sculpting statues of yourself, empty brain and stolen wealth | |
| Feeling sorry for yourself (chorus) | |
| Absorbed, in yourself, absorbed 2nd verse | |
| Lowly creature, fighting vainly crumbling inward, no lights | |
| Left to shine, | |
| Absorbing will that's inside | |
| Keep somewhat low until night | |
| Then come back for more | |
| Stay low |