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
On For No One
Made Up Face
Waiting For A Hearse
I Wish I Was Not
My 490
Sore For You
Tell By Touch
Hold Me Holy
See You Sacred
It's a Slow Crash
Did It All Wrong
I Fail To Feel
Decay Desire
You Sit Useless
Boy Like a Bruise
Beyond Pain Lies Purity
Portrait In Private
Every Heart Needs Some Mileage