It Is Not My Fault

Parade My Trouble In Front Of You Guys? Make You Realize That My Heart Is Broken . . . That As Long As I Live I'll Have Chains Dragging Me Down To The Oceans Of Sad Tears That My Feet Are Wet In Already.

Pretty Girls Make Graves

And Then We’ll All Go Off To Sweet Life, ‘cause Now Is The Time And We All Know Time!

Who Can Leap The World's Ties And Sit With Me Among White Clouds?

Cats Yawn Because They Realize That There's Nothing To Do.