i stood on your steps.
and watched the blue.
filter through your blinds.
and i traced lines backwards.
begging to before bottles spun us to bed.
and bitter kisses beat us to sleep.
and you can be sure.
i'll be leaving.
half as fast as i came
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