I'm Just Writing Songs About How I

Certain Songs Just Feel A Way That's Hard To Put Into Words And It's Not Happy And It's Also Not Really Sad But I Couldn't Say What It Is

I Went Walking Around The City Some More, People Watching With A Cold, Blank Stare. And I Saw Your Face In Everyone, I Swear.

The Devil's Script Sells You The Heart Of A Blackbird.

The Band's Filter, But Playing Live Is A Lot Of Fun.

It Was Hard To Sing Like How I Wanted To Because Playing Live I Had To Just Be At The Top Of My Lungs All The Time, And It Made Me Sound Like I Had A Really Bad Cold Or Something.