I Lie So You Lie
But I Think We've Lied Too Many Times
Hit The Ceiling Of Our Sky
Why Bother My Other And Call For Another
Opposite Side
I Will Freak Out And Come Back
Not Gone Far Enough
I Know That I And You Will
Sit As A Picture
Gerber Bottle Is Fixture
To The Fit He Was Living
Was Blown
Captain Of Motherland
Laughed On By Brother's Hand
Gotta Make That Hook-up To Come Through
You Didn't Know You Got Lied To
Hit The Ceiling Of The Sky
You Thought You Could Fly
But Your Wings Are Made Of Wax
I Cannot See You
You Cannot See Me
Cause You're High
You're Too Good Of A Person