These Floods Of You Are Unforgiving

Pushing Past Me Spilling Through The Banks

And I Fall

Faster Than Light And Faster Than Time

That's How Memory Works

At Least In The Dark Where I'm Searching For Meaning

When I'm Just Searching For Something

I Want Out

Out Of Every Awkward Day

Out Of Every Tongue Tied Loss

I Want Out

Out Of The Burdening Nightsweats

Out Of The Rising Seas Of Blood

Lost In You Like Saturday Nights

Searching The Streets With Bedroom Eyes

Just Dying To Be Saved

Run On Girl, Run On