Icicles On My Spine

My Boots Feel Empty

I See The World Around Me

Through The Corners Of My Eyes

White Girls Lied To Me

No Great Surprise At All

When I Think Of What You Mean To Me

I Shake And Then I Fall

Lost Control Again Today

You're Not One Of Them

You're Pure

You're Something Special

Yeah That's For Sure

You Are My Electric

Got A Black Jag For You

That's Why I Call You

My Sweet Vanilla Blue