I Have One Major Problem With The

My Words Are My Bullets.

The Real Color Of My Hair Is Mouse. I Always Want To Be Ginger, Which I Was When I Was Born, Or Blond, Because I Live In L.a., And I Want To Look Like I Go Surfing Without Any Physical Effort.

If You Ever Want To Know Why I'm Not On A Record Label, Look At 'the X Factor!' Honestly, Of All The People That Strive To Break Barriers In Music And Do Good Things And Write Great Lyrics, Not One Of Them Would Ever Pass The First Round On Any Of These Competitions.

I'm Not Limited To Categories Or Genres. Anything Human Beings Come Up With Fascinates Me. If A Three-legged Idiot Like Me Can Dance To It, Then That's All Well And Fine.

Any Kind Of History You Read Is Basically The Winning Side Telling You The Others Were Bad.