Love´s Nothing Else Than A War In

To Me, The Whole Process Of Being A Brush Stroke In Someone Else's Painting Is A Little Difficult

I've Never Really Lived A Conventional Life, So I Think It's Quite Foolish For Me Or Anyone Else To Start Thinking That I Am Going To Start Making Conventional Choices.

You Bring Me To My Knees, While I'm Scratching Out The Eyes Of A World I Want To Conquer, And Deliver, And Despise. And Right While I Am Kneeling There, I Suddenly Begin To Care. And Understand That There Could Be A Person That Loves Me.

Elvis Presley? He's God.

Hanging A Noose On My Door Reeks Of Cowardice And Fear On Many, Many Levels.