For your time its written out.
Work means nothing by itself.
These days are numbered, I can tell.
Until the crash I'll write you down.
Selection kills the old.
Selection breathes on its own.
Sing while you can.
Now, while you can.
1 | The Middle |
2 | Pain |
3 | Sweetness |
4 | Hear You Me |
5 | Always Be |
6 | Big Casino |
7 | Bleed American |
8 | My Best Theory |
9 | Praise Chorus |
10 | Authority Song |