We deserted the year gone by like a sinking ship
And all we left were impressions on the cushions where we'd wait
For the lack of meaning to fade or something to pass the days
And where you lost touch with consciousness with a big fuckin' smile on your face.
Well, here's to the days I felt alive
And to the nights that I died a little inside.
1 | Smoke Like Rainclouds |
2 | The End |
3 | Lenny Skutnik |
4 | Gravity Will Crush Us |
5 | Golden Girl |
6 | A Few Weeks Of Early Summer |
7 | Tahoe |
8 | Insomnia |
9 | New Freedom Fighters' Manual |
10 | Set Me Free |