When You Try To Convince Yourself That

I Hope They Understand That I Really Understand That They Don't Understand

Gentle With The Drugs, Heavy With The Love

I Have All These Revelations As I'm Writing. Each Song Is Like A Chapter Of My Diary.

I Used To Take Sharpies And Draw On My Pillowcases, And Then Go To Sleep On Them And Wake Up With Red Marker From The Drool All On My Face.

And I Try To Piece The Puzzle Of The Universe, Split An Eight Of Shrooms Just So I Could See The Universe !