We Need To Admit
There Are Things
We Don’t Understand
That’s What’s Being Served Up Professor
I Hope You Can Handle It Infatuate
This Is The Kiss-Off Since When
Inside If It’s All The Same To You
It’s All The Same To Me
The Way We Stare At Things
That Can’t See Us
Something’s Jammed
The Surplus Which Cannot Be Explained
During The Hours Of His Sleep