I'm half the way to become dust
And I cry with the same eyes
which saw you smile to me
But frankly you just don't give a damn anymore
You've already got what you came for
No matter what you do
Stretched on the green grass of my hopes
And I miss the days of our becoming
Just to prove I can
Screeeaaaam
And break your concentration
Screeeaaaam
Until it starts to make sense
| 1 | Weak Brother |
| 2 | As A Day |
| 3 | Chronic |
| 4 | Grin |
| 5 | Me And The Half Untruths I & II |
| 6 | Hide |
| 7 | A Murder |
| 8 | Snapshot |
| 9 | Twelfth |
| 10 | My Dear December |