When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.
Manic depression is a frustratin' mess.
When I die, I want people to play my music, go wild and freak out and do anything they want to do.
All I'm writing is just what I feel, that's all. I just keep it almost naked. And probably the words are so bland.
If it was up to me, there wouldn't be no such thing as the establishment.
After awhile, your, your cheap talk don't even cause me pain, so let your bullets fly like rain.