Click bang, what a hang, your daddy just shot poor me.
A girl asked me if she could comb my hair. Nobody can comb my hair, I can’t even comb my hair.
I've been imitated so well I've heard people copy my mistakes.
Music is a safe kind of high.
My nature just changes.
This is your life - you must die by yourself, so for heaven's sake, live for yourself and no one else. . . .