And it's always the same old story
Repeated a thousand times
And everything we say
is written in sand with confused lines
And I sing a song about this battle
And later cringe to hear
that nothin' is forever
'cause life is really a dope
It's no coincidence
A murder might actually be the best way out
A voice on the phone
Says that my life is a cliche'
Huge flocks of birds
Passed overhead while we wait...
...to I sing a song about this battle
And later cringe to hear
that nothin' is forever
'cause life is really a dope
It's no coincidence
A murder might actually be the best way out
| 1 | Weak Brother |
| 2 | As A Day |
| 3 | Grin |
| 4 | Chronic |
| 5 | Snapshot |
| 6 | My Dear December |
| 7 | Twelfth |
| 8 | Hide |
| 9 | Old's Cool, New's Cool |
| 10 | Me And The Half Untruths I & II |