Music Is Split Up Now Into Little

I Could Be Walking Down The Street One Minute And Get A Handshake And Then Get Spat On The Next. I'm Never Sure Whether To Wear Gloves Or A Helmet.

Everyone Asks Me About Being So Worried Or Thinking About Existence As If I'm The Only Person Who Can't Understand Why A Tree Grows The Way It Does Or Why A Person Is In Power When They're Not That Great. These Are Questions Everyone Has.

I'd Get Sent Home From The First Audition Of So You Think You Can Dance. My Dancing Is Sort Of Controlled Spasms. I Fully Accept It Might Appear Ridiculous. But It's Passionate!

I Don't Think You Have To Struggle To Make Good Art. I Think You Have To Be Passionate To Make Good Art. You Have To Believe In What You're Doing. It Just Comes From When You Lie Awake At Night.

Those Who Are Dead Are Not Dead They're Just Living In My Head.