I Wanna Smash The Faces Of Those

I Don't Choose To Analyze What I Have Done And I Think That Is The Right Choice, Because Then I Won't Be Spending My Time Creating.

It's About Realizing, Painfully, You've Kept That Voice Inside Yourself, Locked Away From Even Yourself. And You Step Back And See That Your Jailer Has Changed Faces. You Realize You've Become Your Own Jailer.

I Survived This Torture Which Left Me Paralyzed For Years. That's What That Night Was All About, Mutilation, More Than Violence Through Sex. I Really Do Feel As Though I Was Psychologically Mutilated That Night And Now I'm Trying To Put The Pieces Back Together Again. Through Love, Not Hatred. And Through My Music. My Strength Has Been To Open Again, To Life, And My Victory Is The Fact That, Despite It All, I Kept Alive My Vulnerability.

Boy, You Better Pray That I Bleed Real Soon.

People Listen To Music The Way They Want To Listen To Music.