I Think More Tolerance, More People Having

I Mean Black Flag Happened. I Was Lucky. I Don't Think I Could Have Put Together Something With One Percent Of That Oomph On My Own.

Am I Self-righteous? Why Not? It's Not Like I Can Count On You To Be Righteous For Me.

You Are The Untold Story. You Are The Impassioned Truth Wanting To Scream Its Existence, To Be Forever Trapped By A Strong Hand Clapped Firmly Over The Mouth Of My Soul.

Some Soldier Will Say, 'you Know, Sir, You And I Have Some Political Disagreements, But I'm Glad You Came All The Way Out Here.' And You Know, You Say, 'well, Maybe One Day You'll See The Light But I'm Glad To Be Out Here With You.'

I Am Too Far Gone To Be Rehabilitated.