As far as I'm concerned, love means fighting, big fat lies, and a couple of slaps across the face.
For me, sleeping is a waste of time. I'm afraid to sleep. It's a form of death.
Singing is a way of escaping. It's another world. I'm no longer on earth.
People say that I could sing the phone book and make it sound good.
I'd like to see one person - just one - who would own up to having been a coward.
Death is the beginning of something.