| in shambles (prod. gertrude) | in shambles |
| i ruin myself | i ruin myself |
| what am i supposed to give when i have nothing left | what am i supposed to give when i have nothing left |
| cabin fever (acoustic) | cabin fever |
| Terror | Subsidia Night: Vol. 2 |
| yes, at one point i did love you | they thought i was waving but i was really drowning |
| december 20th, 2010 | they thought i was waving but i was really drowning |
| i'm too good to you (Prod.O.S.L) | dealing with a heart that i didn't break |
| i ripped the cross off my wall | the cold where even the numb shiver |
| all the things he could do that i couldn't | the cold where even the numb shiver |
| audio of a broken heart | audio of a broken heart |
| missing piece to the puzzle | missing piece to the puzzle |
| would you please leave my dreams | the cold where even the numb shiver |
| hopefully i don't ruin this like i have everything else | they thought i was waving but i was really drowning |
| god finds amusement in my agony | god finds amusement in my agony |
| heartbeating (not referencing a pulse) | heartbeating (not referencing a pulse) |
| Troublesome | Troublesome |
| why do i still call knowing you won't ever answer | why do i still call knowing you won't ever answe |
| why do i still call knowing you won't ever answer (Prod.eel.) | dealing with a heart that i didn't break |
| you cried as loud as you could but nobody heard | they thought i was waving but i was really drowning |
| i tried to pick up my broken heart but cut my hands in the process | i tried to pick up my broken heart but cut my hands in the process |
| the lake filled with wingless angels | the lake filled with wingless angels |
