CANDLE

REAL LIFE

JUNK

B AROUND

MISSED CALLS

COWBOY

We throw our bodies together 
Into the cold
We push down on the lever
They’re in control
I’m just a creature with no tools
I am a wolf 
I thought we grow up
We just grow old 

I gave you too many chances to let up this time
But it’s fine 

When will it end, sky is turning red
All I got left on my deathbed
Can’t look away when the sky is red
All I got left are these thoughts in my head

I’ll take the pain you gave
Make it glimmer 

You got golden secrets you keep
I’ll crush them like glitter 

We all grow old
We’re no heroes 
We’re all hedons 
We’re all heathens
We all grow old
We’re no heroes 
We’ve seen heaven 
Yet we still sin

Wolf

Stitch

Kid Cudi - That Girl

Who Do You Love?

JUNK

WELD HILL