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
No Poetic Device
The New Patron Saints And Angels
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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