Do you remember when your eyes
Used to catch my lies?
Can you still remember when your eyes
Used to catch my lies?
(Ok)
Now my hands are tied
And I don't want to bow my head again
Now my hands are tied
No, I don't want to bow my head again!
The clock is laughing at my face
The clock is ticking in my veins
Here I am, with nothing to lose
(Again)
BLOSSOM
The Fall
The Disintegration Of The Persistence Of Memory
Cities On Fire
A Prayer
Chrysalis
Phantom Limb Syndrome
See You At My Funeral
Reptile (Chant For Cold-Blooded Creatures)
The Persistence Of Memory
Rabbits
The Wicker Man
The Fall
The Comforting Taste Of Another Springtime Torture
Chrysalis
A Prayer
Army Of Illusion (Pt. I)
Lamourlamort
The Tongue
Nothing Is Pure