I walked outside my door to find what i'm looking for
A line a phrase a single word one truth that will help me stand
Wish i could fly run races in my head smoke's thick
My eyes are bright red
I stepped outside my door to recollect and think once more
A thought an itch a single twitch one truth that will help me stand
I have lost my head
| 1 | State Of Grace |
| 2 | Paper Thin |
| 3 | Complicated |
| 4 | Exister |
| 5 | The End Of The Line |
| 6 | High Class Catastrophe |
| 7 | Pledge Wore Thin |
| 8 | Bleeder |
| 9 | The Traps |
| 10 | Take No Prisoners |