Don't ever let no one tell you, you ain't beautiful
Sporadic thoughts will pop into my head and I'll have to go write something down, and the next thing you know, I've written a whole song in an hour.
I'm not really book-smart.
I don't think that anything anyone has to say should ever be censored or unheard
Now that I understand that I'm an addict, I definitely have compassion for my mother. I get it.
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me.