At This Rate, I've Been Gone Since Yesterday

Foreword

Dark Greetings, Empty Meanings

Miss Fortune

(We Roll) Oceans Deep

Hello Kind Sir, The Grass Is Always Greener With Your Loved Ones Buried Underneath

We're All Puppets, I Can Just See The Strings

Savior

Lights and Cameras

An Unsettled Stomach and a Dash of Deceiving