My Feelings For You Shame Me Into

Maybe I'm Ego-tripping, But I Don't Find Myself A Particularly Horrible Person, So I Don't Think I Need To Hold Back Anything I Think Or Feel.

One Person's Roar Is Another's Whine, Just As One Person's Music Is Another's Unendurable Noise.

As Miserable As Life May Be I Hold It Pretty Precious

Sometimes The Truth Hurts. And Sometimes It Feels Real Good.

Will Punk Rock Ever Die? Pal, If You Have To Ask It's Dead To You.