You Don't Have to Kill Time (It Dies on Its Own)

You Don't Have to Kill Time (Voice Memo)

I Like This New Kind of Juice

Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle

Drunk on Mouthwash

They Want to Take Our Guns so We Don't Shoot Holes into the Firmament

Dr. Spaghetti Hands

Bitcoin Balooga

I Feel Like a Car That Has All Spare Tires

Rave up from the Grave Up

The Slightly Corrupt Postman