I'm talkin' about us, the new slaves, the people who love fashion. I'm talking about us, you know? 'Cause I'm a slave to it. I love it.
Everyone's born confident, and everything's taken away from you.
I'm giving all that I have in this life. I'm opening up my notebook and I'm saying everything in there out loud.
I've been outta my mind a long time.
People don't stand up and protect their dreams because they get spoofed in a way.
The dinosaurs aren't remembered for much more than their bones. When humanity's gone, what do we give to this little planet that we're on, and what could we do collectively, removing the pride?