Man In A Suitcase
The Hanging Garden
Paper Airplanes (makeshift Wings) (demo Version)
The Great Disappointment (demo Version)
Who Said You Could Touch Me?
Keeping Out Of Direct Sunlight (an Introduction)
Advances In Modern Technology
Narrative Of Soul Against Soul
No Poetic Device
The New Patron Saints And Angels
So quickly draining away.
If you could only hear all the things you used to say.
Consumed now by what you knew
was poisonous, quenching your thirst for life (for life.)
Will you die for me?
Will you live for me?
Kill aspirations away.
Embrace a dream that was a nightmare only yesterday.
True friends forgotten and all hopes been traded in,
exchanged for what.
All at once, all is lost.
All is lost.
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