Welcome To The Real World, She Said

I Believe That My Life's Gonna See The Love I Give Returned To Me.

The Tweets Are Getting Shorter, But The Songs Are Still 4 Minutes Long. You're Coming Up With 140-character Zingers, And The Song Is Still 4 Minutes Long…i Realized About A Year Ago That I Couldn't Have A Complete Thought Anymore. And I Was A Tweetaholic. I Had Four Million Twitter Followers, And I Was Always Writing On It. And I Stopped Using Twitter As An Outlet And I Started Using Twitter As The Instrument To Riff On, And It Started To Make My Mind Smaller And Smaller And Smaller. And I Couldn't Write A Song.

What I've Learned In My Life, It's A Very Interesting Social Study For Me, To Go Back And Forth Between Being The Guy At Home And Being The Guy On The Road And Being The Guy In Studio And Being The Guy In The Interview. The Environment Around You Has So Much To Do With Your Character, And When I'm Home, My Character Really Changes Quite A Bit.

Love Is Like Grass. If You Fall On It, It May Leave A Stain And Some Temporary Pain. But You'll Get Over The Pain, It Will Eventually Stop Hurting. Now Maybe The Stain Ruined Your Favourite Pair Of Jeans, Or Maybe It Was Nothing Special That Was Ruined, But Either Way The Stain Remains There. And With Time, It Will Begin To Fade, But It Will Always Be There, A Permanent Reminder That You, Too, Once Fell.

It's So Interesting How Success Hits People And How They React To It.