On The Verge Of Happiness
Organized chaos. Beckoning. Vivid.
I Think I've Seen Myself As An Angel And I Can Never Forget The Feeling
Who Can Blame The Girl When The World Is Against Her?
I'll Set Myself Free At The Cost Of Constant Misery
Let Me Go Find What I'm Missing
It's A Blur, But You Laugh Just Like Her
I See Colors That Don't Exist Sometimes When I Close My Eyes
I'm Still The Same, How Much Have You Changed?
I Dream In Color
Sometimes I Feel Like I Missed My Youth
