801 Underground A Box Full Of Sharp Objects ALL THAT I HAVE GOT All That I’ve Got Alone This Holiday Blue And Yellow Bulimic Buried Myself Alive Choke Me CUT UP ANGELS Greener With The Scenery Hard to Say I AM A FAKE I CAUGHT FIRE It Could Be A Good Excuse IT’S HARD TO SAY I’m a Fake Just A Little
LET IT BLEED LIGHT WITH A SHARPENED EDGE LISTENING LUNACY FRINGE Maybe Memories Noise And Kisses On My Own Pieces Mended Poetic Tragedy Say Days Ago Says Days Ago SOUND EFFECTS AND OVERDRAMATICS TAKE IT AWAY The Taste of Ink YESTERDAY’S FEELINGS Zero Mechanism
