and we've slept where before we wouldn't stand, and
we cant hide out hands because we've all smeared
guilt across our faces, and we've lost beauty and
died a little in all those places
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