If It Wasn't For Some Acci-accidents, Then

'content' Is A Word That Has Never Sat Well With Me. Like 'maturity'. They Are Two Words I've Never Liked. I Think They Imply Some Sort Of Decay. A Settling.

You Can Be Addicted To Misery The Same Way As You Can Be Addicted To Drugs.

I Find It To Be The Ultimate Backhanded Compliment When You Are Compared Against Yourself.

Nonsense Prevails, Modesty Fails Grace And Virtue Turn Into Stupidity While The Calendar Fades Almost All Barricades To A Pale Compromise And Our Leaders Have Feasts On The Backsides Of Beasts They Still Think They're The Gods Of Antiquity If Something You Missed Didn't Even Exist It Was Just An Ideal Is It Such A Surprise?

For All The Courage That We Never Had, I'm Just About Glad.