The Hanging Garden
No Poetic Device
Key Lime Pie
Paper Airplanes (makeshift Wings) (demo Version)
The Great Disappointment (demo Version)
Now The World
Consult My Lover
Porphyria Cutanea Tarda
The Prayer Position
Two Of A Kind
Where were you? Say you were gone?
Well, ask me and I'll swear you were there all along.
Another place? Another state?
At any rate, I can't relate.
There's no two ways, you're a disgrace.
Drown down your fear, suffocate every spark of clarity.
Your weakness: sickens me, saddens me, strengthens me.
There's no way to free responsibility.
Who's to blame? Who's in the wrong?
The truth from which you hide - it was you all along.
You were there, you didn't care,
and your heart and mind were self impaired.
Now, all that's left is our despair.
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