I Get The Urge For Going/but I

Won't You Stay We'll Put On The Day And We'll Talk In Present Tenses

I Have Always Thought Of Myself As A Painter Derailed By Circumstance.

Sex Sells Everything And Sex Kills.

At The Point Where I'm Trying To Force Something And It's Not Happening, And I'm Getting Frustrated With, Say, Writing A Poem, I Can Go And Pick Up The Brushes And Start Painting. At The Point Where The Painting Seems To Not Be Going Anywhere, I Go And Pick Up The Guitar.

Laughing And Crying, You Know It's The Same Release.