What I find, I know is mine
It describes, feels at times
Heave a sigh, open wide
A disguise to fuel the fight
Things you say, can make my day
But you've paid, to be this way
A real fake, but not betrayed
Just sustained, now decayed
Better Things
Remind Me
Better Things
Nine Lives
Shallow
Flesh And Bone
What I Find
Run On Time
Natural Disasters
Loosen Your Hold
A Place In Displacement
Motiveless Crime
Mad Day
Wasted
Breaking away
Sight Of Me
Wasted
Paint the Silence
I Know What You're Like
Southern Climbs