I was screaming into the canyon at the moment of my death; the echo I created outlasted my last breath.

I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way/ And say I've been getting along/ For long before you came into the play.

I'm a tulip in a cup. I stand no chance of growing up

These days I don't know who really likes me. I always assume most people are bullshitting me.

You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun

I don't want to give any advice to a 19-year-old, because I want a 19-year-old to make mistakes and learn from them. Make mistakes, make mistakes, make mistakes. Just make sure they're your mistakes.

If I were to imagine myself as an idler wheel inside some big mix of gears, then I would be connected to everything. It's not like there's just me and then nothing.