There's a bit of magic in everything, and some loss to even things out.
I think it's pretentious to create art just for the sake of stroking the artists ego.
Between thought and expression lies a lifetime.
Kill them now, cause I need some kicks. I need some kicks, I'm getting bored.
The music is all. People should die for it. People are dying for everything else, so why not the music?
I'm tearing down Route 80 East, the sun's on my right side. I'm drunk, but my vision's good.