When Your Happiness Is Someone Else's Happiness,

If You Are Born An Artist, You Have No Choice But To Fight To Stay An Artist.

Live Fast. Die Young. Be Wild. Have Fun.

Life Is A Velvet Crowbar Hitting You Over The Head, Youre Bleeding Syrup Amour, Bleeding To Death.

I Hear The Birds On The Summer Breeze, I Drive Fast I Am Alone In The Night Been Trying Hard Not To Get Into Trouble, But I I've Got A War In My Mind So, I Just Ride

Even If You're The Best Singer In The World, There's A Good Chance No One Will Ever Hear You.