white knuckled reeling.
we try to slip past feeling.
something's wrong.
we haven't heard a word we've said.
and if we did.
it's lost to us now.
we pass blame like time.
eyes shut and hands to side.
and we wreck us all
Where The Arrow Went Out
Little Death
Where The Arrow Went Out
To All Mothers
Wasted
Wasted
To All Mothers
Fucking Fight
Fuck With Fire
Fucking Fight
Hollow Point And Whiskey
Glassing
Bastards
Killed By Killers Who Kill Each Other
Scratching Rounds
Hollow Point And Whiskey
Keep Your Teeth
The Past Two
Scratching Rounds
Funeral For a Friend