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
The Time It Took
The Time It Took
Where The Arrow Went Out
Wasted
Where The Arrow Went Out
Little Death
Little Death
The Part You Left Out
Wasted
Little Death
The Part You Left Out
Dying By Degrees
Dying By Degrees
Dying By Degrees
Wasted
Division
Bastards