lovers and legions    i've seen your whore    try not to reason    forsaken i'm poor    fire nerves and dissension    flying at a glare    a ginger reaction    whisper care    a hairpin decision    falls against the brain   to formulate the anguish and alleviate the pain   the silence is warning    soul search nothing can't regain    reach for air    scenes of a cheap thrill    summon an old ghost    the foremost and sterile suffering    one lost to face the potential for fantasy and flair    forever and forgiving summon me and dare    they keep on the mainstream forging their demise while playing with the hopeless    not facing their own lies    the symptoms of recourse    i've seen nothing    overspill far too frail.