Oh Darkness, I Feel Like Letting Go.

I Believe This Is Heaven To No One Else But Me.

Deadlines Are Meant To Be Broken. And I Just Keep Breaking Them.

It's Easier To Believe In This Sweet Madness, Oh This Glorious Sadness, That Brings Me To My Knees.

I Go Out On The Road For Much Longer Than I Probably Should And Lose More Of Myself Than I Should.

Hold On...hold On To Yourself. This Is Going To Hurt Like Hell.