I'm lying in my bed, blanket is warm, this body will never keep me safe from harm. I still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal. Touch my skin to keep me whole. If only you'd come back to me. To feel you at my side, wouldn't need no Mojo Pin to keep me satisfied.

One thing that I'm kind of disturbed at is actually being on the television, acting, being in something that's mainstream.

We are born to live, we are born to understand, we are born to carry a cursed pattern and be transformed by pain.

Love, anger, depression, joy and dreams. ...And Zeppelin. Totally.

I don't really need to be remembered. I hope the music's remembered.

So I'll wait for you... And I'll burn Will I ever see your sweet return? Oh, will I ever learn? Oh, Lover, you should've come over Cause it's not too late.

Fight despite the crowds of the walking dead