I Am Human And I Need To

Denmark Is Sadly A Hellish Place If You Happen To Be A Pig, But The Brioche And Fruits That Tower On The Table Before Me Have Me Hastily Attaching A Feedbag.

I'd Rather Produce Art Than Become Art.

We Hate It When Our Friends Become Successful.

When They Bury Me In A Church And Chuck Earth On My Grave, I'd Like The Words 'well, At Least He Tried' Engraved On My Tombstone.

I Wear Black On The Outside 'cause Black Is How I Feel On The Inside.