| Empty bodies, filled with pure gold | |
| High heels fire and glowing eyelids | |
| Many faces, ready for love | |
| Streets of Paris are the viens of my heart | |
| I see a shy sun on the rise | |
| Why did you call my name | |
| I'm already gone | |
| Passing through time | |
| Floating through life | |
| Why can't you feel the same | |
| Happy and lost | |
| Blowing the dust | |
| Spitting at stars | |
| Holes in my head, what happened here | |
| Unknown colors shine on unknown bodies | |
| I can sense her, slowly breathing | |
| I try to wake up this peaceful stranger | |
| My god, it's good to be alive | |
| Why did you call my name | |
| I'm already gone | |
| Passing through time | |
| Floating through life | |
| Why can't you feel the same | |
| Happy and lost | |
| Blowing the dust | |
| Spitting at stars | |
| Why did you call my name | |
| I'm already gone | |
| Passing through time | |
| Floating through life | |
| Why did you call my name | |
| I'm already gone | |
| Passing through time | |
| Floating through life | |
| Why can't you feel the same | |
| Happy and lost | |
| Blowing the dust | |
| Spitting at stars |