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
Shallow
Nine Lives
Breaking away
Flesh And Bone
What I Find
Wasted
Sight Of Me
Fragile Day
Run On Time
A Place In Displacement
Motiveless Crime
Mad Day
Save Your Sorrow
Shallow
Pieces of a Dream
Wasted
I Know What You're Like