we've watched the lines form in our faces
and the smoke fall and break to code
from our hands
and a message missed was a message read
we can never leave the regrets we've wed
we've loved too little
and it's cut us to our quick
we sleep in the seconds between a swing and a hit
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme!
The Time It Took
The Time It Took
Pigs
Dancing On The Face Of The PantherDancing On The Face Of The Panther
Dancing On The Face Of The PantherDancing On The Face Of The Panther
Wasted
Wasted
Bastards
Dying By Degrees
Dying By Degrees
Dying By Degrees
Division
Division
Blinders
Blinders
Standing Still Fast
The Part You Left Out
Bastards
The Part You Left Out