We are all compost in training
From here to utopia (song for the desperate)
Never coming home (song for the guilty)
Vampires are poseurs (song for the living)
Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist
Song for the stray cat on the fence
Song for a chicken named Jenny
Song for a supermarket parking lot
Times worth living (the tension)
Let's take a ride like we used to (the loathing)