Freedom Is...the Right To Write The Wrong

Love Is An Angel Disguised As Lust.

Swift Is The Arrow, Dark Is The Thorn, The Slate Is Clean, The Future Awaits, Awake.

I Was Real Religious When I Was Young. I Wanted To Be A Missionary.

Will You Pretend You're My Boyfriend?

People Came At Me With All Sorts Of Offers, Wanting To Make Me Into A Hard-core Cher. I Had No Desire For Any Amount Of Money To Be Reformed For Someone's Vision, Because In The End, That's What You Got: Your Clay In Someone Else's Hands.