Every Attempt To... Is Filled With Holes
It Reads Like a Plygraph I'm Told
I'[m Not Bitter Anyway
Let It Go
I Never Sleep Still Lest I Forget
Tied Down By Handicaps Instead
I'm Not Bitter Anyway, But I Didn't Want It to Turn Out This Way
Sing a Long Goodnight, Forgeit Any Fight
Refuse to Rest Assured
It Comes With no Reply
Hold On Too Tight
I Hang On Every Word
If It Wall Ended Tonight, You Know That I Wouldn't Mind
It'd Be Back to the Good Old Times Before It Won
