Medic Everything We Have
Fine line secrets
Guilty habits
Lust for romance
You wouldn't know it
Truth and consequence
I want none of it
I'll find light again
I'll find light again
Take me away
I got nowhere else to run to
Come what may
I know it's me that you see through
Sing, sing, sing a little louder
And run away faster if you can
These tired words will overwhelm us
This life is seldom what I plan
Everything we have will be made whole so they say
