You two really are cowboys.

It takes a lot more than just fancy flying

Give me my sin again

Water pursues the angry dream

Fate loves the fearless

The devil don't wear spikes to be cool

Thrice fairer than myself

I will take the sun in my mouth

Curse the universe

Suns out, Guns out

I will make thee think thy swan a crow

Is it the whispering ghosts you fear the most?

Creep into my dreams

Trash bags flying in space

I'm gonna get more spaced out than Neil Armstrong ever did

Adolescence is a marketing tool

The lonely worshipper

I feel so cold without sun

Dark paradise

Strange passion