i thought this walk might sober me. but i only got lost in dreaming.
i held hope high. down to copper and stars. it only stirs thoughts of days. i'm sure i'll never see. so sing to me.
to pull through. that we'll build to push on. sing you won't leave. until you feel summer on my face.
sing, i'll sway
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme!
Pigs
The Time It Took
The Time It Took
Bastards
Wasted
Wasted
Dancing On The Face Of The PantherDancing On The Face Of The Panther
Bastards
Dying By Degrees
Dying By Degrees
Bastards
Little Death
Dying By Degrees
Little Death
Dancing On The Face Of The PantherDancing On The Face Of The Panther
Wasted
Blinders
Blinders
Division