Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways.

I'm cold as a razor blade, inches from madness.

I'm addicted to working. I mean, I have a list of 100 countries I want to play in. I'm basically killing myself by travelling so much, for no reason whatsoever.

I've had my fills of cocaine and pills.

To forgive and be forgiven, if it's the last thing I do, then in death's release I may find the peace that in life I never knew.

But actually, my drug addiction thing, I was so stubborn.

I think performers are all show-offs anyway, especially musicians. Unless you show off, you're not going to get noticed.