And every morning comes too soon
All your nights are sleepless
Poison arrows
To ruin your tomorrows

Below suspicion
Cafes full of people dressed as spies
And all I know
Is guilt for being different

It's always raining stones
There's a killer in the home
In a small town
Everybody looks the same

There are unwritten rules
Unspoken words
Should I pack my fear and go?

I have to leave somehow
Before they run me out of town
I have to leave somehow

• Amnesia
• Creepy Crawling
• Drip, Drip, Drip
• I Want More
• Mary Mary
• One by One
• Outsider
• Scapegoat
• Smalltown
• The Big Issue
• The Goodship Lifestyle
• Tubthumping