If I knew how could've been
Heaven by now
But you'd miss out
Watch the words pour out of your mouth
I kept karma with a closed fist and
Counted up to open handed caress
Still, I feel wrong (I feel wrong)
Still, I feel wrong
Defacing You
Carousel House
Made Up Face
I Wish I Was Not
On For No One
Waiting For A Hearse
Sore For You
Tell By Touch
Hold Me Holy
See You Sacred
My 490
I Fail To Feel
It's a Slow Crash
Did It All Wrong
Decay Desire
Boy Like a Bruise
You Sit Useless
Portrait In Private
Beyond Pain Lies Purity
Every Heart Needs Some Mileage