Empathy is the poor man's cocaine, and love is just a chemical by any other name
There's [in Outcast] so much for my ear, brain and mind and body to gain.
Society has low standards for what is considered good or great music.
What is great now is not even close to what Jimmy Hendrix was. We need to reevaluate the standards of what's [labeled] great music.
Everything is something, but something is nothing.
I refuse to let past bruises cover the light. It ain't all good, but it's all good enough so I know I'm alright