| Song | Self Inflicted |
| Artist | Young and in the Way |
| Album | When Life Comes To Death |
| Love me. Possess me. Pull me down | |
| Twist my effort. Suck me dry. Contain me. Manipulate and blame me. I am beast of the living. A coward in this war. I exist for nothing. Build me up and destroy me, over and over. | |
| Let me in and defeat me, time and time again. | |
| I am weak, barely living. I deserve nothing. |