With my head so low, the way I think could scrape the ground
I will give them all control, I will crumble all around
There's no need to say a word as logic burns right trough my head
I could almost laugh out loud, the way this silence leaves me dead
Feel afraid to speak, and I feel afraid to smile
As I crave sacred attention, you could hit me all the while
And you might be the weaker one, and I may stand and stare
But I'll always know my place to keep this order safe, not sane
| 1 | Flame |
| 2 | Soul And Fire |
| 3 | Brand New Love |
| 4 | Willing To Wait |
| 5 | Not Too Amused |
| 6 | Ocean |
| 7 | Rebound |
| 8 | Too Pure |
| 9 | License To Confuse |
| 10 | Beauty Of The Ride |