I Kind Of Go In Waves With

The Way My Life's Structured, I Don't Stay In A Place For More Than A Couple Months.

I Think It Is More Like A Ghost That Has Been Following Us Both. Something Vague That We're Not Seeing, Something More Like A Feeling.

Men With Purple Hearts Carry Silver Guns And They Will Kill A Man For What His Father Has Done. But What My Father Did, I Don't Live It: No, I Am Not Him.

The Worst Thing You Can Do As An Artist Is To Repeat Yourself.

You Mean Nothing To No One But That's Nobody's Fault...