Cynthia Lam.:
Dressed Up Like It's World War 24.
Cynthia Lam.:
Another Song About The Weekend.
Cynthia Lam.:
Not A Word From My Mouth
Cynthia Lam.:
Some men just want to watch the world burn.
Cynthia Lam.:
I hate that you see me this way.
Cynthia Lam.:
My Thrill Is Gone.
Cynthia Lam.:
Vines intertwined around your insides hold you down.
Cynthia Lam.:
A Toast To The Future Kids.
Cynthia Lam.:
I wonder if you'll notice...
Cynthia Lam.:
Southern Constellations
Cynthia Lam.:
I'm not a theif, I'm a treasure hunter.
Cynthia Lam.:
Buried by my side.
Cynthia Lam.:
You're a Mechanical Bride.
Cynthia Lam.:
Have you ever really danced on the edge?
Cynthia Lam.:
Like Roses, We Blossom and Die.
Cynthia Lam.:
I never gave a damn about the weather.
Cynthia Lam.:
Pretend.Relive.Regret
Cynthia Lam.:
Porcelain Doll, Your Mother Runs An Antique Shop