The Walls Of Pride Are High And

My Senses Have Been Stripped, My Hands Can't Feel To Grip, My Toes To Numb To Step, Wait Only For My Boot Heels To Be Wandering.

An Artist Is Always In The State Of Becoming.

There's Eyes Behind The Mirrors In Empty Places.

I'm Sick Of Giving Creeps Money Off My Soul.

I'll Be Selling Tickets For My Next Tour Exclusively Through Jonah Lehrer. Make Sure To Pay Cash.