I had a really good childhood up until I was nine, then a classic case of divorce really affected me.

After I reached my teens I decided I didn't want to hang out with anyone. I couldn't handle the stupidity.

My body is damaged from music in two ways. I have a red irritation in my stomach. It's psychosomatic, caused by all the anger and the screaming. I have scoliosis, where the curvature of your spine is bent, and the weight of my guitar has made it worse. I'm always in pain, and that adds to the anger in our music.

And I swear that I don't have a gun.

Maybe we can change some kid's life & stop him from becoming a welder or a sleazy lawyer.

I'm not like them, but I can pretend.

I had a really good childhood up until I was nine years old. Then a classic case of divorce really affected me and I moved back and forth between relatives all the time. And I just became extremely depressed and withdrawn.