Assume I had a chance to clear things out alone,
But ticks I used to know were laying under earth,
My last surviving hope hade bidden me goodbye,
How loud I ever made that noise, how much it ever hurt,
Do understand, I'm just firing blanks
For and hour every day, my mouth is overfilled,
With better things to say that I threw in your face,
Forget that battered truth, I made it up myself,
How hard it might have been, your defence was a waste
Do understand, I'm just firing blanks
Do understand, I'm just firing blanks
1 | I Know You Don't Love Me |
2 | Lay It Down |
3 | Eyes |
4 | The Chills |
5 | Down Like Me |
6 | Last Night |
7 | The Feeling |
8 | May Seem Macabre |
9 | I'm Losing My Mind |
10 | Living Thing |