You can destroy your now by worrying about tomorrow.
In my insides, it really hurts if someone doesn't like me. It's silly.
I can't talk about my singing; I'm inside it. How can you describe something you're inside of?
Audiences like their blues singers to be miserable.
As good as you've been to this world is as good as it's gonna be right back to you.
I'm not really thinking much... Just sort of, trying to feel.