When you cease to exist, then who will you blame?
The people in my songs are all me.
There must be some kind of way out of here,' said the joker to the thief.
Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition, but the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency.
An artist is always in the state of becoming.
I don't think the human mind can comprehend the past and the future. They are both just illusions that can manipulate you into thinking there's some kind of change.