"Punk rock should mean freedom
Liking and accepting everything that you like
Playing whatever you want
As sloppy as you want as long as it's good and has passion"
In his nightmare, black rain fell and clogged their first kiss
Now suffocating, she dies in his arms
Now their love is a floating ghost
As she turns into ashes and the wind
Sends her crumbling
Into the setting sun
Her love was a vampire
Tantrum
Tantrum
Life In a Box
Sounds Of Gravesites
Tantrum
Tantrum
Goodbye, Face
Goodbye, Face
More Complicated Than a Sci-fi Flic
More Complicated Than a Sci-fi Flic
Comedy Of Christ
Ballad Of Circling Voltures
Ballad Of Circling Voltures
Comedy Of Christ
My Application To Heaven
We Left As Skeletons
A Sonnet Both Ugly And Murderous
The Lonely Waltz Of Leonard Cohen
The Lonely Waltz Of Leonard Cohen
My Application To Heaven