I supply my own divide morality
I dye everything shades of grey
And nothing stays gold and everywhere I turn
Another self gratifying glimpse of a lonely road
Self deception learn the lesson hedon, you've got a reason to lie
And every where I turn there are portraits
Of the things we'll never know
Our bodies across the ocean
Lay your hands down be a crutch
Where'd you go?
Well I don't know
We'll burn this city to the
Scream, our throats are bleeding
Wear our scars with pride
| 1 | Bad Catholics |
| 2 | The Obituaries |
| 3 | Burn After Writing |
| 4 | Gates |
| 5 | I Was Born |
| 6 | Nothing Feels Good Anymore |
| 7 | My Friend Kyle |
| 8 | Irish Goodbyes |
| 9 | Hearts Unknown |
| 10 | Deep Sleep |