There's no truth to what they say

Cupped his world in his hand

Sound like 2 de-tuned radios shouting at the same time

Ald Skratte

Our pieces are all held in place

Instrumental

What good for me are you

all shook down

Where they soak your tongue in silver with drink so your words are gold when you speak

Cover of the song "Clouds" by Quasi I did on my phone

The full EP of Phantasmemoria

Thing 2

Thing 1

In the mouth of routine

On parade

Trouble won't you leave me alone

Apart

A pocket full of lidocaine

Roughneck hooligan

I'll be feeling new

I couldn't tell if that's the case

It won't last

Where everything's alright

Cupped his world in his hands

Harem Scarem

2 hours pass

It's upon me now

Slippin away for cover

It's a bad secret to make

On Somber Lane