Now When I Enter A Carriage, It

I Would Have Rebelled Against Parental Authority, No Matter What. When I Was 15, I Started Painting My Face And Making My Own Clothes.

When I Was Modelling, I Spent Half My Life Staring At Thousands Of Perfect Reflections. It Got To A Stage Where I Was Losing All Sense Of Reality - So After I Quit Modelling, I Took All The Mirrors Out Of My House.

Even If I Sing Like A Robot, It Is Still An Emotional Robot.

I Think It's Somewhere In My Head, In My Travel Space, And It Just Comes Out. It's A Visual Thing That Happens Unintentionally. People Will Tell Me, "you Do Realize You Just Spoke With That Accent, Right?" And I'll Go, "oh, Did I?" So It's Not Something I Think About. As We Talk, I Have A Visual About My Speech And It Just Comes Out Like That. If That Makes Any Sense!

This Is Depression, It Comes When Your Blocking. This Is Expression It Comes When You're Rocking