i strapped my memories to my back i'm leaving.
i'm already gone.
and i was on a train somewhere wishing sweet stings to you.
to make you never forget the poetry in wanting.
i want those days to hold you
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme!
Pigs
Bastards
Little Death
Anthem
Wasted
Mercy
Division
Division
Where The Arrow Went Out
Where The Arrow Went Out
Little Death
Little Death
Wasted
Division
Dying By Degrees
Dying By Degrees
Dying By Degrees
Wasted
The Part You Left Out