The Advice I Have For New Artists

As Long As Someone Else Controls Your History The Truth Shall Remain Just A Mystery

Some Things You Have To Let Be Lost Some Battles, Some Battles You Have To Leave Unfought. Then The Truth Just Wastes Away In All We Dare Not Say. And In All We Can't Explain But I Faithfully Remain.

I Want To Try To Not Be The Child That Had To Go Through Too Much Too Young. I Want To Be Who I Am Now And Not Who I Was Then.

These Eyes Weren't Made For Crying, This Love Wasn't Made To Waste. These Arms Weren't Made For Battle, But To Share In Your Embrace.

I Don't Know How To Not Become Every Person I Walk By.