I Can Smell Burning Flesh... And I

I Do Maintain That If Your Hair Is Wrong, Your Entire Life Is Wrong.

Artists Aren't Really People. And I'm Actually 40 Per Cent Papier Mache.

I Smoke 'cos I'm Hoping For An Early Death And I Need To Cling To Something.

Burn Down The Disco Hang The Blessed D.j. Because The Music That They Constantly Play It Says Nothing To Me About My Life

I'm Dramatically Underexposed. I Demand More Attention!