| Secrets | |
| You came to see me ready to fight | |
| Secrets | |
| I'll jump the roof when put against a wall | |
| Sick rats | |
| Run in the sewage of the war | |
| Save yourself from | |
| Feeding on emotional chaos | |
| I tell you things | |
| That I never tell anyone | |
| Midnight | |
| You left me wondering the forest | |
| You see me | |
| And still you let me trip over my tongue | |
| Eagles circle | |
| Waiting for my conscience to wear out | |
| One eye open | |
| Still you miss the moon sailing on | |
| Whispers | |
| You are Othello having false sights | |
| A witness | |
| Just like a shadow that walks beside your mind | |
| Don’t listen | |
| Bad omens rarely make for good friends | |
| Save yourself from | |
| Living in a comfortable prison | |
| Once you let go | |
| I will never injure your heart |
| Secrets | |
| You came to see me ready to fight | |
| Secrets | |
| I' ll jump the roof when put against a wall | |
| Sick rats | |
| Run in the sewage of the war | |
| Save yourself from | |
| Feeding on emotional chaos | |
| I tell you things | |
| That I never tell anyone | |
| Midnight | |
| You left me wondering the forest | |
| You see me | |
| And still you let me trip over my tongue | |
| Eagles circle | |
| Waiting for my conscience to wear out | |
| One eye open | |
| Still you miss the moon sailing on | |
| Whispers | |
| You are Othello having false sights | |
| A witness | |
| Just like a shadow that walks beside your mind | |
| Don' t listen | |
| Bad omens rarely make for good friends | |
| Save yourself from | |
| Living in a comfortable prison | |
| Once you let go | |
| I will never injure your heart |
| Secrets | |
| You came to see me ready to fight | |
| Secrets | |
| I' ll jump the roof when put against a wall | |
| Sick rats | |
| Run in the sewage of the war | |
| Save yourself from | |
| Feeding on emotional chaos | |
| I tell you things | |
| That I never tell anyone | |
| Midnight | |
| You left me wondering the forest | |
| You see me | |
| And still you let me trip over my tongue | |
| Eagles circle | |
| Waiting for my conscience to wear out | |
| One eye open | |
| Still you miss the moon sailing on | |
| Whispers | |
| You are Othello having false sights | |
| A witness | |
| Just like a shadow that walks beside your mind | |
| Don' t listen | |
| Bad omens rarely make for good friends | |
| Save yourself from | |
| Living in a comfortable prison | |
| Once you let go | |
| I will never injure your heart |