[Thurston]

My Violence Is A Dream

A 'real Dream'

A Skinny Arm

A Crush On Living Sin

My Violence

Is A Sleeping Head

Nodding Out To Rising Bliss

I Left Home For Experience

Carved 'suk For Honesty' On My Chest

My Violence Is The Number

Coming Out Of Prayer

Find It In The Father

Find It In A Girl



There's A Thing In My Memory

Hoilding On For Dear Life

With A Feeling Of Secrets

Beating Up Under My Flesh

My Tongue Is Tied

I'm Sleeping Nights Awake

Tom Violence Is A Dream

Coming Out Of A Girl