I Don't Care What Stage Or What

Such A Human Waste, Your Eyes Without A Face.

I Love It When Someone Insults Me. That Means That I Don't Have To Be Nice Anymore.

My Hair Used To Be Real Long, And My Parents Were Encouraged When I Cut It. They Thought I Was Going 'straight,' But I Was Just Getting Weirder - At Least In Their Eyes. I Was Getting Into The Punk Thing.

If Your World Doesn't Allow You To Dream, Move To One Where You Can.

There Was A Time When My Whole Life Was In Chaos, Really, And I Didn't Help Myself Sort It Out. But One Day I Came To My Senses, And I Think I Was Lucky Because A Lot Of People Don't.