Don't You Just Hate It, When You

I Cannot Be Contained Because I Am The Container.

Well This Is Just A Fist. But When I Start Throwing It Around I Can Leave One Hell Of A Mess.

I'm Very Serious About No Alcohol, No Drugs. Life Is Too Beautiful.

Just Because I Rock Doesn't Mean I Am Made Of Stone.

My Social Life Goes In Bursts, Where I Get Like, "oh, I Gotta Get Out And Do Something, Man, I Gotta Do Something." And I'll Plan A Trip And Go On A Motorcycle Trip Down The Baja Peninsula For 900 Miles And I'll Hang Out With My Friends For Like A Month, And Then They'll Never See Me For Two Months Or Three Months Or Whatever, And I Won't Answer Any Calls.