Traveling isn't something you're good at. It's something you do. Like breathing.

Barrel of the gun, rounds one two three She says I have to pick: choose you, or choose me Metal to the temple, the explosion is deafening Lick the blood that covers me She’s the last one standing “Roulette” Collateral Damage, Track 11

Who says I breathe music? Who says I even breathe?

The clothes are packed off to Goodwill I said my good-byes up on the hill The house is empty, the furniture sold Soon your smell will decay to mold Don't know why I bother calling, ain't nobody answering Don't know why I bother singing, ain't nobody listening "Disconnect" Collateral Damage, Track 10

Don't be scared...Women can handle the worst kind of pain. You'll find out one day.

Sometimes the best way to find out what you’re supposed to do is by doing the thing you’re not supposed to do.

Life might take you down different roads. But each of you gets to decide which one to take.