Night is thief's forte.
At loss for words to say: we're terrified.
Black his light it shines. The tool that rectifies,
uncovering...
We figure with sight.
Too soon to laugh, you've based it on a photograph.
Just listen.
A shape to recognize; to filter out the crime.
We're terrified. Black his light it shines.
The tool that rectifies, uncovering...
1 | Truest You |
2 | Indian Summer |
3 | Instead, He Falls |
4 | Saccharine |
5 | Los Feliz Arms |
6 | Looks Like A Mess |
7 | Love My Friends, Hate My Life |
8 | Brave But Brittle |
9 | Beethoven St. |
10 | If We Had It Made |